Woke up this morning a little early because I was supposed to go to work an hour before my regularly scheduled time. Got to my car and lo and behold my battery was dead. Saw a neighbor, whom I'd never met before, but she said her car was in the shop so I'm out of luck there. Called a few friends nearby and finally got a hold of one of them who said she'd be over in a few.
In the meanwhile I made oatmeal. To keep my peace of mind for my oatmeal's freshness I had, long ago, sealed it up in a clear rubbermaid container. However, for whatever reason, I didn't save the cooking instructions; therefore, I hadn't made oatmeal in a long time. Sure I could have looked it up online but by the time I think about it it's time to do something else. Except this morning I noticed that I was keeping straws in a cylindrical container and voila! I discovered I'd had the oatmeal cooking instructions all along! Yes. I feel stupid.
My friend came over shortly after I finished my meal (the first breakfast I've eaten in months) in her VW. Her rear window was sporting the HRC equality sticker I bought when I was in the gayborhood. It was heartening to say the least
Together we got my car jumped and I made it to work about 40 minutes late (or 20 minutes early depending on how you look at it.)
The funny thing is, it's one of my coworker's birthdays today. The presents we got him include tic tacs (because he eats them constantly while he works), a scooby doo bedecked "You're the best grandpa ever, happy father's day" card, and ell oh ell a set of jumper cables.