Pa-The-Tic

I was supposed to be in Indianapolis right now. Oh...but I'm at 18 Seaton. Today was just a series of very unfortunate events. Like I'm shitting on Lemony Snicket right now. There was supposed to be fruit and snacks and highway. Instead there was bad and worst and hell.

First we were supposed to get a rental which I booked at the last minute yesterday. [Back story: We (me, Tre, Reggie and Durell) sat around all day and scammed and schemed and cursed about rental policies. We cursed Enterprise, National, Alamo, Thrifty, Dollar, and Hertz. None of them would let us rent a car. No one over 25, no one with a credit card, and no luck. At the last minute I secured us a rental on Vermont with pickup at 12.] We travelled there by foot and train. Tre'Von went in to rent the car; Reggie and I soon followed. We had to come all the way back to Tre's house because he forgot to bring a utility bill or a check stub. When we came back and got the paperwork the guy wouldn't take it. Tre's check stub had his home address and not his D.C. address and they wouldn't take it. So we get in a cab to go back to his house and *ding* Tre thought to put the car in my name because my address on my random check stub and ID matched. Nope; didn't work either. And in the meantime both me and my brother los e our phones in the taxicab. So I'm panicking about the missing phones and the inability to rent a car in the District.

After we have cursed every possible person we could and thrown bottles and pleaded with customer service reps, Tre and I decide we need a cold, stiff drink. We decide on McCormick and Schmicks happy hour. We journeyed from 15th & L to 9th & G.On the way we thought to call Kath and ask her if she would rent it for us and now our spirits were lifted slightly. We got there around 2:45 and both ordered DiSaronno sours. We waited and waited and waited for 3:30--the arrival of happy hour. It came; and it left. We were hopeful about Kathryn getting the car. Why?? Because we didn't get it this time either.

By now we were out of solutions for the car but hd gotten the taxi cab driver's number about returning Reggie's phone but not mine. I figured either he or the person that got in after us swiped my phone and I guess I'm fine with that.

We came home, sat in the bathroom and thought long and hard. And Tre asked his old roommate and she agreed to do it for us. So now we sit and wait until noon.