Thank God for Wal-Mart

First it was snow. Then, it was the airport. Then, it was snow again.

As I pulled up to my parking spot upon returning from the airport, I noticed that someone had plowed a single lane through our parking lot, leaving a 1 and a half foot wall of what I thought was just loose snow on either side of the plowed area. I approached it slowly, and at first, it seemed like loose snow. Then, I got stuck. Right in the middle of the parking lot. I tried my damnest to get unstuck, but clearly this required at least two people. Seeing as how my roommate wasn't home, I was pretty much screwed. So, I just left it there. A little while later, my intercom buzzed. I went downstairs, and there was some old guy standing there, pressing every intercom button, cussing about how he can't get his truck into his garage because some asshole's car was blocking it. I explained that I was in fact the asshole, and that I needed help getting my car out. He recruited another neighbor of ours, and the three of us just spent the last two hours getting my car unstuck. We tried pushing. We tried digging. We tried stuffing towels underneath my tires. We tried rock salt. Nothing. I ended up having them drive me to Wal-Mart to buy a towing strap, and had to be pulled back out of my own goddamned parking spot.

Now remind me... why is snow so much fun, again?

Bailed out by total strangers twice in a matter of days! Maybe I'm wrong to assume that everyone I come across is an asshole. Maybe I'm the asshole. Maybe the 'maybe' in that last sentence doesn't belong there.

I have realized that I have some serious issues with 'tense'. I just quickly proofread this post, and I now realize that I somehow manage to waver back and forth between present and past tense, often I would do this in the same sentence! I was never very good at expository writing. From now on, I'm writing all my blog posts in the future tense from a second-person perspective.

You will enjoy it.