Infamy! Infamy!
Well, somebody somewhere has got it in for me.
Supposed to be getting my car for a 24 hour test drive today at noon. They rang about 10.30, to say it would be a bit late, they would get here at 1 o’clock.
Come 2.30, still no sign of the car, so I rang the number I had. They put me on hold, and obviously rang the company in Birmingham who would be delivering the car, and then came back to tell me they were held up in traffic. I asked where, and the muppet on the end of the phone had no clue. They didn’t think to ask when the car might be arriving, they just took the message ‘delayed in traffic’. They said they would get someone to ring me back with an estimate of time.
40 minutes later and I rang them again. This time I got the guy who had arranged the test drive, and he was most apologetic, said he would find out and ring me back. 10 minutes later he rang to say they had just arrived, and were in reception.
So bang goes my trip to Brighton. I have already had to cancel my holiday for Wednesday morning, as I am now in Manchester all day Thursday and have just too much work to do. So I was only planning on being in Brighton for one night anyway. However, by the time the paperwork was done, and I took one of my friends for a quick spin, it was pushing it to get to Brighton in a decent time.
Add to that it has taken me an hour and a half to get home - a journey which at that time of night should have taken 20 minutes - and there is no way I am going to make it to Brighton.
Only trouble is, everyone else I know is now busy tonight.
I suppose I could go home and see my parents.
But, well, grrrrrrr. So much for my grand plans of posing along the seafront. Plus the night me and K had planned to go out looking for boys.