Before we left, Deepti realized that she left her keys in the car. She had some magical device that was plastic and was somehow like a key. This did not work. Apparently cops no longer open your car for you unless you have a baby or animal inside. No amount of roadside flirting would stop any of the dozens that passed us either. Soon out of the darkness, Cathy K appeared and joined the fun. We were told cabs will help you with these situations sometimes., and we could SEE the Red Top location from where we were, why not?
Deepti got on the phone with a dispatcher named Warren for help. I thought she was kidding when she said that she would not hang up with him until her door was open. She was not messing around. If you've met Deepti, you may understand. We tried stopping every Red Top that passed on their way out until eventually this guy came. After serious effort, he could not get in. Now he needed his friend too for help. By this time Cathy was talking to Warren about cup sizes for some reason after a full history of maintenance on her car, etc. Things got weird as he asked about everyones cup sizes in our party and Chrissy took over. By this time Warren was on the phone with one of us for a total of 30 minutes. It costs $40 to have your car opened up by Red Top. Warren was worth it. However, we apologize to all of Arlington's Red Top customers, as he was the only one there for some reason... and he did not answer a single call during that time period. I think it was around 45 minutes or so at that point? Oops. There were a few ocassions that all of us were convinved Deepti had swtiched lines to her dad or boyfriend. Nope, everytime just another heart to heart with Warren. God bless you sir! Also Warren liked unicorns, most likely, or maybe I like them. Either way we got in... xoxo
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