My weekend started out fine, I went to work on Friday and Saturday. I got off at 9 Saturday and went home. I took a shower and then the phone rang, it was my sister's friend's mom called to see if Rachel and my sister had gotten home OK. Here's the ketch, they weren't supposed to be at my house they were supposed to be at Rachel's house, or at least that was the other part of the lie. So at 10 o'clock at night I was on my way into town to meet up with my best friend Chelsea and Sydney and their friend Joey so that we could find them. We went to Legion park, English park, the parking garage, Jack C. Fisher, Malco, Fogel, the Plaza, anywhere and everywhere that any of us had ever been with anyone or had gone to hang out with people. All the time rain is coming down and phones are ringing and going dead. Then at 12 o'clock the cops get called and two state troopers get called out to the house to try and find the two delinquents. For two hours straight the men are going through my sister's cell phone, which she left at home, and calling everyone; waking them up at what is going on 2 am and asking if they had seen her. Well after all that, we finally find the two and again me and Chelsea have to go back to Legion to meet the girls because they refuse to tell the police where they have been. So we get there and have to wait for another hour because someone has finally come clean and told them everything. We all finally get home at 4 am and go to bed and everyone is mad, upset, and exhausted. Chelsea, Mom, and I wake up the next morning around 2. My sister is still sleeping off the night before in bed, and Chelsea and I are starving because we haven't eaten since 7:30 the day before.
So Chelsea and I decide to go into town and get something to eat before I have to be at work later in the day. Chelsea follows me into town in her car and I drive my SUV. We get to the intersection of HWY 56 and 81 right in front of Golfland and guess what, I wreck. Yep, that's right, after everything that had happened that night, and all the miles that I had driven, God picks that moment to show us how bad things really could be, I hope he finds it hilarious. So since all our phones were completely dead from the night before we had to flag people down, one can imagine how well that went. One car of four people waved right back at me and kept right on driving! After we finally did get someone to stop who had a phone we had to call yet another police officer and wait, in the rain, on the side of the rode, with people staring.
So need less to say I did not go into work on Sunday and after we finally did get my car out from under the fence, we went to McDonalds to get food, because we still had not eaten. I walked into Chelsea's house and went towards the kitchen to throw away my drink. I made not even two steps in before I was in the air then on the floor. It was such a slap in the face after everything that had happened all I could think to do was laugh, and I did laugh, I laughed and I cried and I laughed more. Then I remembered that my pants were probably going to be soaked from my coke and I started to look up and see what the damage was. It was standing up, perfectly straight in the air as if God himself had placed it there to say it was all in good fun! So, naturally, I started laughing again.
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