So....I visited the Old Cranbury Road spa the other day. First time there and had an absolute stunner of A visit! Thank God because it was the highlight of my day! Immediately after I left the house, the day went SOUTH! Let me explain.
It was great to see Mama Sophia again after so many years! When I pulled up to the spa and turned off my truck,I happened to notice some wording on my dash.....something like "low battery...fob not detected. I thought okay, I am going to have to replace the battery in the fob. Well, upon trying to start the truck......um....nada. It wasn't starting. In fact,it seemed like a dead battery. Oh shit! Of all places for my vehicle to quit on me.
Now, I have mentioned on here that my wife is fully aware of my mongering and is cool with it. At times, she has even suggested that I..." Need a visit" in effect tellng me I need to go get some Asian lovin. So...called her up to let her know what was going down. Told her that I was going to call my local towing guy to come pick me up and tow the truck back to my home.
Tow guy says did you check the battery in the fob, it could be dead. Even if it was, I was nowhere near anywhere to get a new one. Plus, when he asked where I was, and I told him around forty minutes away, he sort of sighed, implying his displeasure of tge distance. I told him okay, I would call home to figure out how to maybe get the second fob to me since that has set in a drawer and was never used.
Having my wife bring me the other fob was very risky. She doesn't have a license for another four or five years. We will let that lay there peacefully. Well, she decides that "she can do this." Man, this had ugly written all over it. She had to use her phone as her GPS......she's nervous as hell driving to begin with and the GPS is giving her trouble. At one point she is almost crying during one of about seven phone calls before she finally finds her way to the spa.
Talk about awkward...my wife is rescuing me from a spa location! I called Sophia inside to tell her what was happening to alleviate any concerns of hers. Meanwhile, while my wife is on her way, one o two patrons arrive and leave. My wife arrives, gives me the fob and lo and behold, that one doesnt work either. Now, I have to get a flatbed. Calling this place and that....while doing that, a patron exits the spa with my wife sitting in her car....at least thankful that she made it there with no problem. The monger actually asks if he can help but I explain the situation and thank him for the offer.
Had to wait an hour for the flatbed to show up. Did make it home...but it cost me $475 for the freaking tow! Replaced the batteries in the two fobs.....nope, that wasn't it. Now I have to get another tow to my local Toyota and then pay for whatever needs fixing. Hopefully its jyst the battery. Who knows, but more dough will be involved!
I'm not bitter. I'm not actually complaining. I have learned to just smile and jump the hurdle and move on with life. Just thought that I would convey this little nightmare to show how fate got me good at the worst possible place. Thats life I guess.
It was great to see Mama Sophia again after so many years! When I pulled up to the spa and turned off my truck,I happened to notice some wording on my dash.....something like "low battery...fob not detected. I thought okay, I am going to have to replace the battery in the fob. Well, upon trying to start the truck......um....nada. It wasn't starting. In fact,it seemed like a dead battery. Oh shit! Of all places for my vehicle to quit on me.
Now, I have mentioned on here that my wife is fully aware of my mongering and is cool with it. At times, she has even suggested that I..." Need a visit" in effect tellng me I need to go get some Asian lovin. So...called her up to let her know what was going down. Told her that I was going to call my local towing guy to come pick me up and tow the truck back to my home.
Tow guy says did you check the battery in the fob, it could be dead. Even if it was, I was nowhere near anywhere to get a new one. Plus, when he asked where I was, and I told him around forty minutes away, he sort of sighed, implying his displeasure of tge distance. I told him okay, I would call home to figure out how to maybe get the second fob to me since that has set in a drawer and was never used.
Having my wife bring me the other fob was very risky. She doesn't have a license for another four or five years. We will let that lay there peacefully. Well, she decides that "she can do this." Man, this had ugly written all over it. She had to use her phone as her GPS......she's nervous as hell driving to begin with and the GPS is giving her trouble. At one point she is almost crying during one of about seven phone calls before she finally finds her way to the spa.
Talk about awkward...my wife is rescuing me from a spa location! I called Sophia inside to tell her what was happening to alleviate any concerns of hers. Meanwhile, while my wife is on her way, one o two patrons arrive and leave. My wife arrives, gives me the fob and lo and behold, that one doesnt work either. Now, I have to get a flatbed. Calling this place and that....while doing that, a patron exits the spa with my wife sitting in her car....at least thankful that she made it there with no problem. The monger actually asks if he can help but I explain the situation and thank him for the offer.
Had to wait an hour for the flatbed to show up. Did make it home...but it cost me $475 for the freaking tow! Replaced the batteries in the two fobs.....nope, that wasn't it. Now I have to get another tow to my local Toyota and then pay for whatever needs fixing. Hopefully its jyst the battery. Who knows, but more dough will be involved!
I'm not bitter. I'm not actually complaining. I have learned to just smile and jump the hurdle and move on with life. Just thought that I would convey this little nightmare to show how fate got me good at the worst possible place. Thats life I guess.
