It's funny how you can get so frantic on the simplest things.
September 30, 2009
Power Steering and Locked Gas Caps
Gregg sold his truck Monday. WHOO HOO.. that was an answered prayer! Well he had to go to Birmingham yesterday for some training for work. Neither one of us have a vehicle. :) I have been using my dad's honda accord for the past 4-6 weeks now and Gregg needed to use it to go to B'ham since it was more reliable than the truck he borrowed from his granddaddy. Let me tell you about this truck that I have had to drive to work yesterday and today. It is a late 80 model Nissan pick up truck that has NO power steering. NO POWER STEERING. I have never driven a vehicle before that didn't have it. I am so thankful for it. Well I realized when I got to work that I was very low on fuel and knew that I would need to stop before heading home to put some in it. Well I pull in to the gas station and get out and walk around to the side of the truck and open the little gas cover and WOW, a locked gas cap. Never in my life had I ever seen one before. I grabbed the keys out of the ignition and tried every single key on that chain, no luck. Well a lady that I know pulls in to the tank beside me and I asked her if she knew anything about these Locked gas caps that i knew nothing of. She happened to have one herself (isn't that the craziest thing? Never seen one until yesterday and she pulls up beside me and has one too) anyway... she fooled with it for a while and tried all the keys and no luck for her either. So I told her that I should have enough gas to make it to Opp and that I would find someone to help me there.. Well I struggled steering out of the parking lot and back on to the bypass and look down at the gas needle and it is past E. I was so freaking out. My cell phone was dead and I had my linc phone that I use for work, but I have Nobody's number stored in it. I managed to get enough juice on my phone to get my dads number and call my dad and I asked him if he would call me when he got to Opp and meet me at a gas station to help me get gas. I just prayed that I would make it to Opp. I was about 10 miles from there and very worried. I cried of course, I was just frustrated with that truck and couldn't believe that I was in the situation I was in. (I know this was a LOT more dramatic in my mind) But, I am pregnant and anything stupid or silly can make me cry. I made it on home and then Gina and I tried all the keys again. No Luck! Finally, I decided to just check the truck and see if by chance there was another key that would go to this thing. Sure enough there it was! I never would have found it unless brought to the desperation I was in. It was under some napkins and a business card. So we made our way to the closest station and put some in it! :)