A Lesson Learned
Yesterday started out like any other day in the life of Kaitlin...
I overslept a little bit and got to the office a little bit after 9:00. I worked, had lunch with a good friend, and worked some more. I left to take Molly to the airport, and on the way there, I realized that I have no idea when I will see her again because our schedules conflict so much this summer. I realized that it might be months before I see her again, so I dropped her off and immediately started crying. As we pulled up to the airport, she suggested that my gas tank seemed low and I probably should fill up before I headed home... Do you see where this is going?
Here is a (loose) timing of the rest of the night:
4:45 - Start heading toward the interstate through rush hour traffic (Still crying)
4:47 - Car starts sputtering and shaking and I realize that I have to get to a gas station ASAP.
4:48 - Car runs out of gas and dies in a left hand turn lane as I try to pull into a parking lot for my car to die in peace. (I start crying more)
4:49 - Call my older sister to see what I need to do. She tells me to stay in the car and she will be there as soon as she can with a gas can and she tells me to stay in the car. She is on the other side of town, so she leaves her dinner plans to drive through rush hour traffic to rescue me.
4:55 - The people behind me waiting for the turn signal finally realize that I'm not going anywhere and my emergency lights are on.
For the next 45 minutes, I sweated and cried in my hot, dead car as people swerved around me, giving me "the finger", yelling unrepeatable words at me, or just ignoring me completely. Needless to say, I knew what the man on the side of the road felt like before the good Samaritan came to help him. I was shocked that no one stopped to help me. I wasn't on my cell phone, I was sobbing, and I was all by myself. I kept praying that God would send someone to help push me off the road before my pregnant sister got there and had to do it. A kind couple finally pulled up beside me and helped push me through the intersection into the parking lot. I got out of the car to call Emily, but I did not know at the time that her phone battery had died. As I'm calling, I realize that I am standing in a red ant pile, and they are in my shoes biting at my feet. I got back in my car and waited for another 45 minutes before Emily finally found me.
Things I learned from this 3 hour experience:
- Look for ways to help people. Take time out to serve those in distress. It WILL make a big difference to them.
- My sisters are wonderful and will always be there for me. I appreciate them and love them so much.
- I need to get my gas gauge fixed, and take my dad's advice to fill up when I am at 1/4 tank. :)
I overslept a little bit and got to the office a little bit after 9:00. I worked, had lunch with a good friend, and worked some more. I left to take Molly to the airport, and on the way there, I realized that I have no idea when I will see her again because our schedules conflict so much this summer. I realized that it might be months before I see her again, so I dropped her off and immediately started crying. As we pulled up to the airport, she suggested that my gas tank seemed low and I probably should fill up before I headed home... Do you see where this is going?
Here is a (loose) timing of the rest of the night:
4:45 - Start heading toward the interstate through rush hour traffic (Still crying)
4:47 - Car starts sputtering and shaking and I realize that I have to get to a gas station ASAP.
4:48 - Car runs out of gas and dies in a left hand turn lane as I try to pull into a parking lot for my car to die in peace. (I start crying more)
4:49 - Call my older sister to see what I need to do. She tells me to stay in the car and she will be there as soon as she can with a gas can and she tells me to stay in the car. She is on the other side of town, so she leaves her dinner plans to drive through rush hour traffic to rescue me.
4:55 - The people behind me waiting for the turn signal finally realize that I'm not going anywhere and my emergency lights are on.
For the next 45 minutes, I sweated and cried in my hot, dead car as people swerved around me, giving me "the finger", yelling unrepeatable words at me, or just ignoring me completely. Needless to say, I knew what the man on the side of the road felt like before the good Samaritan came to help him. I was shocked that no one stopped to help me. I wasn't on my cell phone, I was sobbing, and I was all by myself. I kept praying that God would send someone to help push me off the road before my pregnant sister got there and had to do it. A kind couple finally pulled up beside me and helped push me through the intersection into the parking lot. I got out of the car to call Emily, but I did not know at the time that her phone battery had died. As I'm calling, I realize that I am standing in a red ant pile, and they are in my shoes biting at my feet. I got back in my car and waited for another 45 minutes before Emily finally found me.
Things I learned from this 3 hour experience:
- Look for ways to help people. Take time out to serve those in distress. It WILL make a big difference to them.
- My sisters are wonderful and will always be there for me. I appreciate them and love them so much.
- I need to get my gas gauge fixed, and take my dad's advice to fill up when I am at 1/4 tank. :)
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1-dad's(males) always say fill up at 1/4 tank
2-you do have great sisters
3-lesson one learned-hahaha we learnesd about that the sunday night before school let out at the service where the "taylors follow kandi"- thats waht i call it when your whole family and i end up at church together..hahaha-at North Livingston...
PS besides jerk people, MOlly leaving work late, prego sister looking for you are you ok?
also beside this day... how are u?
Glad you're okay and that you have such great sisters. How is Em doing? I need to call her.