My Murphy’s Law Day

I am having a Murphy’s Law day. I did not expect this day to be very exciting, since the only thing on the schedule was to wait for a repair call from a shower door company and then to take my mom to yet another doctor’s appointment. Then I got the phone call that changed at all.

My son called insisting that he had a migraine and I must pick him up from school. I suspected him of malingering, but he assured me he was really suffering and that Motrin had not helped. Accordingly, I drove off to rescue him.

Somewhere between home and school I managed to do something to my tire and got a very fast flat tire. I called Ford roadside assistance, which promised to send a tow truck. I said that I had an electric car which needed at special truck and that I didn’t think I had a spare tire, because there is no room for spares on electric cars.

Forty-five minutes later a regular tow truck showed up. He said, “Since you don’t have a spare tire and you are an electric car, I can’t help you. I will put in a call for a flatbed.” He then left.

Twenty minutes later I got a text telling me that a flatbed would be arriving in another 25 minutes. I was also told that they would call me in 25 minutes to confirm that the flatbed had arrived.

After 40 minutes, with no flatbed and no call, I put in another call to Ford. The very nice young lady told me that there was no record of a flatbed coming my way. She put in an order for a flatbed and I just got a text telling me that I will have to wait another 50 minutes for the flatbed to come.

At this rate, I will have waited three hours to get a tow. In the meantime, my husband was at home when the shower door company showed up, and told them that they had the wrong parts.

This was not how I planned to spend my day.