I was almost ready to go when the phone rang for the second time. My roomie had just returned home. The snow that covered her, and her backpack was a testament to the fact that there really was a winter storm happening out there. I was convinced that the second phone call I had received this evening was to cancel the plans. Instead, it was to confirm that I was up for the adventure.
I left on foot to meet her, and then we would take a cab from her place. After trying several companies, on several different phones, we finally got through. Twenty minutes later we called to ask them how much longer, and the answer was “well, we haven’t even dispatched anyone yet.” We decided to go with someone else.
Finally, my old faithful cab company answers the phone. The car is at the door in 5 minutes.
We enjoy our festive celebration with hors d’oeuvres and Martinis. And then it’s time to go home. After an hour of 3 of us trying three different cell phones to get a cab from any company at all, we admit defeat. There is one person I know with a car—my roomie. I call, explaining the situation and thankfully, she’s able to come rescue both me, and my boss to drive us home.
A few minutes later, Jon, Gregg and Megan come to the rescue. Finding their way through the slippery streets they arrive to drive us both home. We squish into the back seat of the car – we’re glad to be in a moving vehicle capable of returning us to our respective houses.
The winter wonderland added a certain festiveness to our celebration. When we decided not to cancel our Christmas party and carry on with it, Carol did ask if I was up for an adventure. And adventure it was.
I left on foot to meet her, and then we would take a cab from her place. After trying several companies, on several different phones, we finally got through. Twenty minutes later we called to ask them how much longer, and the answer was “well, we haven’t even dispatched anyone yet.” We decided to go with someone else.
Finally, my old faithful cab company answers the phone. The car is at the door in 5 minutes.
We enjoy our festive celebration with hors d’oeuvres and Martinis. And then it’s time to go home. After an hour of 3 of us trying three different cell phones to get a cab from any company at all, we admit defeat. There is one person I know with a car—my roomie. I call, explaining the situation and thankfully, she’s able to come rescue both me, and my boss to drive us home.
A few minutes later, Jon, Gregg and Megan come to the rescue. Finding their way through the slippery streets they arrive to drive us both home. We squish into the back seat of the car – we’re glad to be in a moving vehicle capable of returning us to our respective houses.
The winter wonderland added a certain festiveness to our celebration. When we decided not to cancel our Christmas party and carry on with it, Carol did ask if I was up for an adventure. And adventure it was.
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