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Trip Interrupted

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Well I thought I would be near Cleveland by now as I type this but it's a very funny world we live in.

Having patted myself on the back for having enough and more for two days of a rental car at 4:55 pm I arrive to take possession. I wanted a small car but they are giving me a Sebring instead--color blue.

The credit card Ruth gave me even had my name on it. Ah secrets. Just as well I didn't know she had it--would have taken advantage--that will come later this evening.

The fellow in front of me is going to Canada and he is given a card to cover his insurance there and I hear him describe an unpleasant encounter with the border guards re lack of same the last trip.

Then it's my turn. I had gone to the Bookery earlier to check in with Tim and the News Outlet to confirm arrival of Judge Dredd: The Complete Files Volume 8 that Diamond distributors had missed supplying the Bookery with. Will pick up Thursday.

The hour before I get set to leave I see a nice note from Logos and other well wishing Litnetters. Make a mental note to start catching up with the blogs and go back to making Ruth antsy.

Daughter Sandy had NOT called me yesterday and this lapse would erupt into a volcanic display of pique on my part if I didn't address it. She was aware of my mother's passing and had been with me on one trip years ago to see her. I tell her I am hurt and won't pretend otherwise and that her shyness will eventually cause a rift if it keeps up. It bothers me no end that Brandy (for instance) knows more about me then my own daughter and WANTS to know. I ask Sandy to just try harder next time please or Andave Ya would be inheriting a collection of Felix the Cat comics inscribed "The former property of Sandra Mtpspur---".

Anyhow the clerk at Budget Car Rental says there isn't $200 on your card.

'Yes but isn't the rental fee $103 with tax etc.??"

"Yes but we need a security of $200. Didn't they tell you??"

Obviously not or I would have done some adjusting but the phone connection was bad and I r-a-r-e-l-y take it out on clerks. Even though I knew it was he I had spoken with. He had even remembered me from last month.

I stare considering whether a meltdown would get me what I want. Generally works for AAA members. But I have a need to be civilized about all this. My not having a good balance on my card was totally my fault even if it is my business what I use it for it wasn't for anything I HAD to have. The fault was mine.

He wants to know if I have a debt card or anything else. He closes in 20 minutes and Ruth will be at work and it must be confessed while very certain I could make the trip into New York which would have been around 3 am when I'm usually awake anyway I was less certain of my physical endurance for the quick turn-around.

My previous use of their services was earning me no points and as I type this I am mentally typing a letter to Budget Rental HQ sharing a personal story of a real tragedy and the irony of having the amount bargained for covered plus $337 cash on me (thanks to Dan).

I simply say "We're done."

And walk away. Never to return there again. Back in 2001 when my father died was when I discovered rental car companies WILL NOT accept cash in advance. I had $500 then on me. I am willing to be burned twice but not a third.

I return most of Dan's money back to his account. I'm completely home and unpacked by 5:45 pm. At around 8 pm I decide to visit Best Buy. The credit card is used to buy all three seasons of I-Spy for about $44 and the cash I had The Fugitive Season 2, Vol 1.

I visit Ruth at work and claim I am now entitled to Welcome Home Marriage Benefits later tonight thank you very much.

I called my sisiter and we talk for about a half hour. It is regrettable but my conscience is clean. And yes Virgil I do feel and believe I am freed from much bitterness. My mother and father literally worshipped each other and their tragedy is they could make no room for others--not even their children. What joy they lost as a result. What hope I have always in seeking joy with whoever I can find it with and shut none out.

I look forward to Judgement Day with renewed interest when all tears and all secrets are rendered moot. God is still good and always shall be.
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  1. andave_ya's Avatar
    oooooooooooh no!! Although I'm really glad you don't feel bad about it, what a weird obstacle! But maybe this was for the best - perhaps this way you won't have to deal with any issues that could come up if you were there. And about Sandy -- at the risk of losing a possible inheritance ( ) I'd hazard that she really does care. Intensely. Having a quiet, not-very-booksy dad myself, there's not much my dad and I have to talk about. But I know he cares and he knows I care and we love each other to death.
  2. motherhubbard's Avatar
    Rich, I'm glad that you don't have any bitterness. I'm also glad you got to see her recently.
  3. Virgil's Avatar
    Well you did the best you could. If one had to choose between seeing her alive one last time or attending the wake, one last time alive is by far better.
    Updated 08-20-2008 at 08:51 PM by Virgil
  4. applepie's Avatar
    Oh Rich, I'm behind again, and I'm sad to read that you were not able to make it up for the wake. At least you were able to make it to see her when she was alive. Don't fret about Sandy. I'm certain that you are in her thoughts and heart even if she is too shy to verbalize it.