On Thursday I left for a not so difficult 7 hour trip that I was very excited about and was supposed to arrive at my destination around 3 or 4 oclock in the afternoon at the latest. Well my good buddy Murphy has taken permanent residence on my ass and never misses an opportunity to remind me he's there! As usually happens I started having some trouble with my radiator on wednesday night and discovered a patched crack that was causing the problem. Being the optimist that I am (you'd think experience would break me of that pesky optimism thing) i decide to pick up a new radiator and replace it when I get back over the weekend as I did not want to be late. Ha think again says Murphy! I got approximately 3 hours into my 7 hour journey when I began to overheat - after the second time of stopping in BF oklahoma and adding water and trying to temporarily fix the problem I finally gave in and pulled into a parking lot off of the highway to change the radiator. Now comes my reason for the bitch session!
Not one single person stopped to help or check if I needed help or even offered to make a phone call to get me help. I did however have an over abundance of horny obnoxious truck drivers that though honking and cat calling would somehow make my truck run better!! Now granted I was wearing a skirt the first time I had to get out and put water in but after the first twelve rude cat calls I decided to change into a very unexciting pair of shorts and a tshirt before I attempted to work on the truck. Now I'm asshole and elbow deep in grease and dirt - sweating like a bull in July (attractive huh?) Did that stop the parade of idiots? Not even remotely! Did they think I had found a new ploy to get a date? Did I have "Desperate" written across my backside? What was the mentality of honking and yelling when it was obvious I was in dire straits?
Now my male friends tell me I should just be flattered and worry if they stop honking and I suppose thats true but I hate to think if I wasn't one of those women that has some mechanical skills and can handle any situation where I would be right now! I did have one very nice police officer in plain clothes stop and make sure I had a cell phone and wouldn't be stranded but even he couldn't resist a flirt before getting back in his car. LOL "You know I wouldn't have stopped for some ugly guy" I have to admit that was a bit flattering but damn I was hot and pissed off and not very happy that I was now more than four hours late for my appointment!
For my truck driver friends out there (you know who you are) can you pass the word along - if talk to anyone that might have been one of the catcalling horn honking bunch on that desolate oklahoma highway...tell em thanks for the help! Hope their wives, girlfriends, or worse yet their daughters don't break down somewhere! Oh and the sign language... I meant every word of it! My dad drove a truck for years and even though he couldn't always stop and offer help at least he didn't insult the woman by honking and being a d**k behind the wheel!
Ok that was my rant and compared to the shit going on in the world its petty and minor but I feel better just bitching about it! By the way I made it to my appointment finally and had a wonderful weekend so all in all murphy lost out! you can knock me down but you can't knock me out!
