In preparation of this blog, I had written this from the other night.
What a pot of coffee and someone else’s car trouble can do to entertain Allison & I.
Alright, so my mother in law started brewing coffee at work today, awesome idea and all since it’s cooling down and who doesn’t love a cup of coffee? At about 4 o’clock Allison and I see a car pull in, and we get all excited like, FINALLY A CUSTOMER! Then we realize… wait. They… are trying to jump that chicks car. So we kind of watch this go on for a few minutes… nothing happens. They fail. So then we get a *real* customer and the next thing I know said chick and dude with her are asking my customers if they can attempt to jump her car. After a few minutes, that turns out to work. They thank them, my customers leave, their friends leave… but now? They’ve locked themselves out of their car. In between this, Allison is sketching in her notepad with charcoal for class… which I will tell you, she wanted simple things? She drew a trash can and a light switch, aren’t we OH SO BRILLIANT? Anyways. All of a sudden we realize the chick is gone. Now, during her time gone this random motorcyclist comes up and asks me where the state park is. I direct him to our local state park on Catawba Island, though I’m confused because he was also talking about camping at said park, and you just so cannot camp at the Catawba State Park. So maybe he wanted East Harbor, down in Marblehead. But, oh well. I’m horrible at giving directions and I would of probably ended him up down by the lighthouse or God only knows where. Anyways… we suddenly see chick on a golf cart with one of the Miller Ferry guys. Did I mention they were technically parked “ferry” parking thats not technically ferry parking? Yeah. It’s that confusing. Anyways, before I get too distracted again… Miller Ferry Dude attempts to break into their car, and I kid you not this goes on for about a half hour. He’s shoving something inside, trying to PRY the car open. He eventually gives up. I see him on the phone, but who he called? I have no idea. So he leaves. Chick & dude sit down on a stump of a tree that was cut down god only knows when… and… PULL OUT THEIR LAPTOP. Random. What the hell. What could you possibly do on a laptop, with no internet, at the end of Catawba to help you BREAK INTO YOUR CAR? Now, Allison and I are sitting here thinking “They realize a cop can like… open that in two minutes… right?” And yes, I COULD of called our local police station and told them what I was seeing and this could of been over with much faster… but it was just far too entertaining. On top of the fact that somehow FOUR bees managed their way into the shop WITH THE WINDOWS CLOSED and Allison went all Matrix crazy on them with a hot pink fly swatter except one, which I killed inside my shirt, not sure how I didn’t get stung… but I didn’t. It’s a freakin’ miracle in itself. Anyways, suddenly… A COP CAR! And dude runs AFTER said cop car chasing it down. I see him pointing to Chicks car and talking to the cop. So cop turns around, pulls in behind their car… as he pulls in ANOTHER Miller dude shows up on ANOTHER Miller golf cart, yes another one because the first one was white, this one was green. I have photos, which… are on my cellphone. I will totally add to this sometime. Though, maybe I’ll safe those for my blog, CAUSE THIS IS SO going on my blog when I open it this week. Anyways. Cop takes down their license information, cause, that’s smart and all… cause these could just be two crazy teens trying to break in and steal a car, you know? But not smart ones, because they chased down a cop. Which, would of just been more humorous, but of course that wasn’t the case… wait I got distracted again. Anyways. Cop opens car within like two minutes. Then cop stands around, talking to Miller dude, totally blocking these two teenagers in that have already been stuck here for about 2 hours, because they totally didn’t leave until after 6 o’clock. At this point, Allison and I have had almost an entire pot of coffee and we cannot stop laughing. Finally cop pulls out, and they leave. But I was sad, they went the other direction… if they had left and gone past us I was TOTALLY sticking my hands out the window clapping. Ah, entertainment. And that drawing of a light switch and trash can? Totally awesome. Good job Allison. OH WAIT, I forgot. As the cop was attempting to open this car… THE MOTORCYCLIST CAME BACK. And asked the COP for directions, because I of course sent him to the wrong state park. Ha. That was like, icing on the cake. I LOVE being unhelpful. Seriously.

LONG LIVE UNHELPFULNESS!! =) lol.. this post rules as a first blog post
Is unhelpfulfulness even a word? – IT SHOULD BE!
I don’t know. But we’ll pretend.