So last week was a week of disaster, and i'm not talking about either the earthquake OR Hurricane iRain. I'm also not talking about the VMAs which I actually enjoyed watching. Let me go back to Friday August 19th..
My sister was supposed to land at LGA at 5PM and so I left work early to go get her from the airport. She called as I was on my way, to tell me that she was still on the runway in Philadelphia. After sitting on the tarmac for 2+ hours the plane was taken back to the gate and eventually she flirted her luggage off the plane and hopped Amtrak to NYC. Apparently others were told to get their luggage on Sunday at La Guardia so she was lucky the guy went and got her bag for her. She got into NYC around 9PM, it was pouring and so we decided not to drive up to Massachusetts till the next morning. We hung out a bit and then set the alarm and headed up to Mass early. We had a good time with our grandmother, aunt, uncle and cousin. On Sunday three of us (my cousin came with) got back in the car and drove back down to NYC. Along the way we stopped off in Stamford to water the car-owner (who was on vacation)'s plants and Brooklyn to drop off some stuff for my other cousin. We finally made it back to my 'hood around 11PM and it was still raining. I couldn't find parking on the proper side of the street so the girls said that they'd move the car for me the next morning.
The next day the girls moved the car and then met me for lunch. They went shopping and walking around the city and then back to Queens for some pedicures. After work B'lyn cousin and I headed to my place and the four of us watched some TV and had dinner and hung out. Then it was time for cuz to head home and I offered to drive him since that is much faster (he lives like a 15 min drive from my place but by subway it takes about an hour i think). The car had to be moved either way. Anyhow, we walk out and the girls lead us to where they parked the car... and then it turned into "well, maybe it was further down the block?" and then "hmm" and then we realize that the car isn't there. Thankfully I found out pretty quickly that the car had been towed (they parked blocking a drive way). So, the next morning my sister and cousin (who felt terrible about having had my friends car towed) go to the tow place, pay $163 for the car and drive away. They walk around the car, detect no damage, then get in the car and say how happy they are that the car is back.. and then not even after 2 blocks it doesn't accelerate anymore. So, they coast it over to the side of the road and my sister runs back to the tow guy. He comes and takes a look and tows the car (for free) to a mechanic.
The mechanic tells me by phone (since i'm at work) that he'll let me know what is wrong when he diagnoses it. It takes alllll day and then there's an earthquake first. So i'm at work, sitting at my desk on the phone with one of our clients in Pittsburgh. She tells me "the weirdest thing just happened, we're on the 22nd floor and the building just shook" and as she's saying that, my whole cube, chair and the floor is swaying. It took me a second to realize whether I was feeling what she said or whether i was passing out or whether it was an earthquake. Pretty quickly people here were like "whoa, did you feel that?!?!?" and so i figured it out. Our intern (who was on his 2nd day here) looked sort of pale too. haha. Side note: a lot of people evacuated the building.. however they ALL did so by elevator. Seemed odd to me. I did not leave the building.
So, end of the day the mechanic calls me and tells me that the car has a broken fuel pump. He says that he doesn't have the part so he'd have to order it and it costs $550. I decide that since the car is a lease from Honda it should go to the Honda dealer. The Tow guy (a queens grease ball named Spike) offers to tow me for free in the AM. I still am not 100% sure whether he in fact did simply feel bad for the girls and thus offered to help, or whether he thought it was possible that the car wasn't starting because of something that happened when he towed it the first time. I suppose we'll never know. The mechanic also suggested to me that what could have happened is that the disgruntled driveway owner threw rocks or water in the gas tank (since it opens from outside). Who knows. Anyhow, i was highly suspect of some kind of shady deal going on between the mechanic and Spike, but once I talked to him on the phone and he wanted to tow me to Honda to help out I decided not to be a conspiracy theorist. The timing however was bad because now it was Tuesday late afternoon and my friend, the owner of the car, was landing at the airport the next morning. So Tuesday day I gave work a heads up about the issue. Then Tuesday night I emailed work that I needed to take the morning off because I have to deal with the Honda dealer and mechanic and then go to the airport to tell my friend what's up and drive her home. That evening I borrow my b'lyn cuz' car so I had a way to accomplish what needed to be done the next morning.
My sister and cousin tried to be helpful and they did everything right but based on how things were going from bad to worse it was my responsibility to take charge. So, Wedneday morning my cousin leaves, and I wake up early and my sister and I go first to the mechanic to pay that bill and get the tow truck to tow the car to the Honda dealer. Then we went to Honda to announce that the car would be coming and try to get a time frame, then we went to Newark airport to pick up the car owners from their trip to Hawaii and drive them home and apologize about the car. I felt so bad about the whole ordeal. Still do frankly.
All day Wednesday I was getting emails from work implying that I was lying about my whereabouts or the story I had given about the car (which was true but sounded sort of implausible). I was getting angrier and angrier at my boss. I don't have emergencies often and while I could have just said "have an emergency. Out today" I instead thought I was doing well by giving detail. Anyhow, once at my friends' house we all realize that to add insult to injury, the parking ticket we got (and my cousin paid) wasn't for the right car.. (sure enough, Spike confirmed that the girls accidentally had been given a ticket for another orange car).
Anyhow, Thursday at work the two partners and I had it out and discussed how I was telling the truth. I told them that I will not work somewhere where i am not trusted and i explained how angry i was and how they had added to my stress so much. They actually both apologized and i think things are good there now. On Friday I was given a 5k bonus raise (as had been promised-the raise part, not the amount). It starts September 1st and the best part is that this has nothing to do with any raise/bonus at the end of Feb (when we do our year end stuff).
Thursday my sister woke up feeling sick and so she stayed in all day sleeping a lot. While she is better now, it was unfortunate that she was sick while her two friends were in town. By the end of the week her trip consisted of car trouble and sickdom.
So, then on Friday (or was it Thursday?) the dealer told me that the car needs a new fuel pump and spark plugs and that while it is unclear what caused the problem, that it (thank goodness!) is under warranty. The part was ordered and should have come Monday morning. While unsure whether that was all that was wrong, that is the place to start.
Insert hurricane iRain here and the part only arrived about a half hour ago (on Tuesday). Fingers crossed the car will be ready to be picked up tonight and I can return it to CT tonight after work. I am so lucky to have a great friend who understands the situation and doesn't hold it against me. I'm also very much hoping she'll have her car back this evening. PLEASE! This past week has been daily car drama and i am SO over it.
The hurricane wasn't that big of a deal. The four of us (me, my sister and the 2 family friends) played board games, watched TV (I finally started watching the first season of The Wire) and we had plenty of food and drinks. We didn't lose power and the worst of it was that there was a tree that blew over at the end of my street. No biggie. I was back at work yesterday (slowest day EVER). I did sort of manage to fix the parking ticket issue, in that I was able to track down the correct ticket and pay that. The wrong ticket that was also paid still needs to be refunded to my cousin (pain in the butt) but we'll get there I suppose.
This morning the boys took off and the best (and besides the raise the only) good news of the week is that I managed to get my sister's flight extended by a week free of charge. She will now be here till a week from today and I'm very much looking forward to some non-car-or-sick-related fun with her. Woohoo!
UPDATE: the car will not be fixed by tonight but hopefully it will be ready for pickup early tomorrow. ARGH GRR @$%!@#!
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