1. Walk over to campus center during with classmate in pouring rain so she can get an ice-cold drink. Shoes and socks soaked.
2. Last day of the first session of TGNO. Spoke with the program director after class and apparently Jefferson Parish isn't hiring any elementary special ed. teachers. That's fine, I want to teach in New Orleans anyway. Also, there are apparently a couple of job openings in charter schools in New Orleans, with more to come. Yay.
3. Ran 3 miles on treadmill at UNO gym.
4. En route home I decide to stop at "ghetto Winn-Dixie" for cookie- and blueberry muffin-making supplies and wine for household enjoyment.
5. Turning onto Gentilly Road my brakes fail suddenly and even with pressing the pedal all the way to the floor I coast out into the middle of the intersection. Two cars just barely manage to avoid hitting me. I pull into the Winn-Dixie parking lot.
6. I call AAA for a tow the second time in a year (![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ctlavery will remember the other time when the muffler fell off my car in southern MD and I spent 2 extra days at her house), and look forward to having a teaching job and being able to afford a new car.
7. AAA shows up, drives me to Auto Zone for a new cap for the brake fluid, they don't have it and that's not the problem anyway, buy brake fluid and tow guy adds it, brake fluid leaks out the back of the car, car towed to tow guy's favorite shop in Kenner (I mean, Pitstop Automotive in a scary part of town, where he'll say he towed me to to save me money, $3 a mile after 3 miles with AAA).
8. Call lovely roommate from Auto Zone on Gentilly to top off her already lovely day. Promise her wine in exchange for picking me up in Kenner.
9. Owner of car repair shop shows me a calendar of various members of his family.
10. Lovely roommate picks me up out in Kenner, car should be ready by tomorrow.
11. I change the wet socks I have been wearing for 8 hours.
12. Cookies are baked and muffins are baked and wine is consumed. Not such a bad day after all, if you don't count your life flashing before your eyes.
I named my car the Yellow Submarine this week while listening to The Beatles, because my car is green and that makes sense just like everything else in New Orleans.
But then again, only in New Orleans would the AAA guy who comes to tow your car take such good care of you.
2. Last day of the first session of TGNO. Spoke with the program director after class and apparently Jefferson Parish isn't hiring any elementary special ed. teachers. That's fine, I want to teach in New Orleans anyway. Also, there are apparently a couple of job openings in charter schools in New Orleans, with more to come. Yay.
3. Ran 3 miles on treadmill at UNO gym.
4. En route home I decide to stop at "ghetto Winn-Dixie" for cookie- and blueberry muffin-making supplies and wine for household enjoyment.
5. Turning onto Gentilly Road my brakes fail suddenly and even with pressing the pedal all the way to the floor I coast out into the middle of the intersection. Two cars just barely manage to avoid hitting me. I pull into the Winn-Dixie parking lot.
6. I call AAA for a tow the second time in a year (
ctlavery will remember the other time when the muffler fell off my car in southern MD and I spent 2 extra days at her house), and look forward to having a teaching job and being able to afford a new car.7. AAA shows up, drives me to Auto Zone for a new cap for the brake fluid, they don't have it and that's not the problem anyway, buy brake fluid and tow guy adds it, brake fluid leaks out the back of the car, car towed to tow guy's favorite shop in Kenner (I mean, Pitstop Automotive in a scary part of town, where he'll say he towed me to to save me money, $3 a mile after 3 miles with AAA).
8. Call lovely roommate from Auto Zone on Gentilly to top off her already lovely day. Promise her wine in exchange for picking me up in Kenner.
9. Owner of car repair shop shows me a calendar of various members of his family.
10. Lovely roommate picks me up out in Kenner, car should be ready by tomorrow.
11. I change the wet socks I have been wearing for 8 hours.
12. Cookies are baked and muffins are baked and wine is consumed. Not such a bad day after all, if you don't count your life flashing before your eyes.
I named my car the Yellow Submarine this week while listening to The Beatles, because my car is green and that makes sense just like everything else in New Orleans.
But then again, only in New Orleans would the AAA guy who comes to tow your car take such good care of you.
