David's Blog

Check-Out

I'm in Nashville again!! I am working on doing all the paperwork that is required for check out, but I saw this computer sitting over here, thought it would be worth a try to see if it had an Internet connection, and viola! I'm online.

OK, now for the stories about getting here --

I didn't really have a way to get myself to Nashville with all of the books and stuff that I have to take along with me. This was pretty much the problem for everyone in our org, so I decided to rent a U-haul truck.

The Adventure Begins...
So, I arranged to have a 10' U-haul truck waiting for me in Scottsboro today, by calling 1-800-GO-U-HAUL. I knew ahead of time that none of the Scottsboro and vicinity U-Haul locations had any trucks that size, but hey... I know that U-Haul will hook me up, and they did. I got a 24 foot truck!

I packed that thing up as fast as I could this morning and set out for Huntsville to pick up Gali, Andrew Gordon, and a bunch of stuff for other people. Then we drove up I-65 to Nashville. Everything went smoothly, until we turned off at the wrong exit, which made me nervous. Just like in Memphis there was a Marriot hotel, an International airport and we were headed on the right road AWAY from our destination which was just a few blocks away from the turn-off.

Fortunately, we made it down "victory lane" and I dropped off Andrew and Gali to go and do something -- I can't remember because of what happened next. As I was circling the lot to come back to park at a few open parking lots. When I went down and out of the parking lot I stopped because some chick in an economy car thought she'd just race out in front of me instead of waiting for me to turn. This was bad because the U-Haul's ball hitch was essentially tilling the parking lot. When I stopped the truck the hitch anchored me (the U-Haul) into the ashpalt, and I couldn't go forward or reverse. This caused a spectacle. Eventually, I left the U-Haul to go turn in my money before they closed up shop and some guy with a Ford F-550 pulled this 24' truck that was anchored to the parking lot through the parking lot and off ot the side of Atrium Way.

All of that happened as soon as I had given up and resigned myself to the situation being solved somehow. Luckily it was solved in such a way that I was not charged anything.

Now, I've been doing paperwork for the last two hours and we've got Papa John's on the way. It should be here in about five minutes!! Woohoo! We're getting 2 two topping pizzas for $18 (after Tennessee's exorbitant sales tax of 9%.)

Posted by David at August 16, 2004 09:32 PM