Nice people do exist.
So yesterday, my car broke down for the second time in two weeks. It broke down the first time the day before my Graduation, but it was magically fixed in 15 minutes and sent back into my loving arms. Apparently it wasn't properly fixed so as I was approaching a 5 way crossroads the poor little clutch pump came undone and left a puddle of clutch wee - it also decided it didn't want to move anymore. It was cold and foggy, and people were honking at me. One even wound down his window and gave me the finger, despite me having my hazards on and looking like a scared puppy. For a few seconds I hit the steering wheel like an ape shouting "why me? WHY?!".. but this didn't help the situation.
After having a little sob and ringing the RAC, I decided to try and get out of the car without being mowed down. I had rang my brother's girlfriend for advice. Most of the conversation consisted of her shouting down the phone "GET OUT OF THE CAR. GET OUT!" It was cold...
As I was climbing out, a couple approached the car. I'm not going to lie, my first thought was "oh great, first the car, now I'm going to be taken as a sex slave..." This didn't happen. They went to the back of the car and told me to get in and steer. They then proceeded to push me and the car up the biggest hill I've ever seen. Another man jumped out to help. I didn't know nice people like that still existed. I even cried out of astonishment. So the lady of the couple gave me a cuddle. It was a precious moment. But also, incredibly uncomfortable because I needed a wee desperately.
After finally being towed to the garage by the RAC man, I'd stopped being such a wimp. The garage was shut so I left my car there and wrote a very snotty note. The mechanics were obviously trying to avoid me this morning. But the car is fixed at no charge and it's back on my drive pining for me. I still can't believe some people actually pushed me up a hill. So if you see a beautiful young girl in a car with the hazards on, maybe you should stop and help..
Later this week, I'm doing a run of night shifts, which means everything I watch on TV will have that woman in the corner signing to me. Why do TV producers assume that deaf people only watch TV in the middle of the night? I like to watch the animal documentaries because it's more than likely that at some point the woman in the corner is going to pretend to be an animal. Once, she didn't know the name for a certain fish so she pretended to be a fish along the bottom of the screen, 'swimming' back and forth. That was a good night shift.
I've got 'Time' magazine to read one of the nights, so I can feel educated and what not. There's an article about favourite children. Everything in the article points to me being the less favoured child, which is slightly upsetting. Maybe if I was the favourite, then my parents would have bought me a new car by now.. Just saying.
After having a little sob and ringing the RAC, I decided to try and get out of the car without being mowed down. I had rang my brother's girlfriend for advice. Most of the conversation consisted of her shouting down the phone "GET OUT OF THE CAR. GET OUT!" It was cold...
As I was climbing out, a couple approached the car. I'm not going to lie, my first thought was "oh great, first the car, now I'm going to be taken as a sex slave..." This didn't happen. They went to the back of the car and told me to get in and steer. They then proceeded to push me and the car up the biggest hill I've ever seen. Another man jumped out to help. I didn't know nice people like that still existed. I even cried out of astonishment. So the lady of the couple gave me a cuddle. It was a precious moment. But also, incredibly uncomfortable because I needed a wee desperately.
After finally being towed to the garage by the RAC man, I'd stopped being such a wimp. The garage was shut so I left my car there and wrote a very snotty note. The mechanics were obviously trying to avoid me this morning. But the car is fixed at no charge and it's back on my drive pining for me. I still can't believe some people actually pushed me up a hill. So if you see a beautiful young girl in a car with the hazards on, maybe you should stop and help..
Later this week, I'm doing a run of night shifts, which means everything I watch on TV will have that woman in the corner signing to me. Why do TV producers assume that deaf people only watch TV in the middle of the night? I like to watch the animal documentaries because it's more than likely that at some point the woman in the corner is going to pretend to be an animal. Once, she didn't know the name for a certain fish so she pretended to be a fish along the bottom of the screen, 'swimming' back and forth. That was a good night shift.
I've got 'Time' magazine to read one of the nights, so I can feel educated and what not. There's an article about favourite children. Everything in the article points to me being the less favoured child, which is slightly upsetting. Maybe if I was the favourite, then my parents would have bought me a new car by now.. Just saying.
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