Sunday, December 13, 2009

Story Time

Last week was supposed to help the Elders in our ward teach this 18 year old girl at her house. So a half hour before the appointment they came over and told me what they wanted me to teach. Then they left and I would meet them at the house in a few minutes. SO I looked over the lesson and hopped in my car…it wouldn’t start. Turns out I was 100% out of gas. I drove it on empty the day before thinking I could make it to a gas station on what I had left, then my mom drove Krista to school that morning and KILLED it. So I went and grabbed a backpack and stuffed my Preach my Gospel and scriptures in it and grabbed a bike from the garage…the tires were FLAT. So I made my way with my backpack and my flat tired bike(feeling like a real missionary). I got to the appointment house (less than ten minutes late) and the missionaries are outside sitting in their car. Turns out, the girl wasn't home, and wasn't coming. One of the Elders being the prepared young man that he is, had a bike pump in his backpack and kindly pumped up my tires and saw me off. As I was riding home, I stopped, crossed a street and began pedaling again and one of my pedals suddenly felt weird so I stopped. It didn’t look like there was anything I could do about it so I started again. Two pedals later it snaps completely off. This came as no surprise to me seeing that nothing else that day had gone right. So, I walked the bike uphill, and sat on it and kicked my feet to propel myself on the downhill parts and laughed the whole way home. It was incredibly funny looking, especially as I was holding one of my bike pedals in my hand. Let’s recap shall we?
• Gasless Car
• Flat tire bikes
• Appointment doesn’t’ show
• Bike pedal BREAKS off!
What a day.