MySpace-December 19, 2010-A Cautionary Tale

Once there was a young vet that moved very far away from home to Pennsylvania. There she lived in a little duplex in a quiet neighborhood with her wonderful fiancé, three dogs, cat and rabbit. She worked hard and had a good life.

One Sunday after staying up to late the night before and sleeping in to long that morning, she made a deal with the wonderful fiancé that if he would take the dogs to the dog park, she would stay behind and clean up the kitchen which was a huge mess from the afternoon before when lots of soup was made. To sweeten the deal, she also offered the use of her car which was bigger than his car and could more easily haul the three dogs. The wonderful fiancé agreed and set off for Mechanicsburg where the dogs could romp in the cold at the dog park.

So the young vet planned out her afternoon alone of not only cleaning up the kitchen but surprising the fiancé by cleaning the other rooms and finishing her laundry as well as going on poop patrol in the front yard. Shortly after her fiancé left, the young vet played some FarmTown and then went outside to pick up dog poo.

Filling three (THREE!) wal-mart sacks, she decided that she needed some more. When trying to go inside, she realized that the front door was not only shut to keep in the heat but it was locked! ‘Oh no!’, thought the young vet. She went to the back door and it was locked too! ‘Oh no! I knew this would happen eventually!’, she thought again. Alas, the two windows into the dog room were locked. For a minute, she contemplated climbing up onto the roof and trying the windows into the wonderful fiancé’s room but didn’t want to be stuck up there if those windows too were locked.

She had no cell phone. No way to call the fiancé, no way to call the landlord. The neighbors across the way were gone. Well, she figured that she would walk down to the gas station where she knew there was a pay phone that only shortly before she laughed at and wondered who would still need to use a pay phone?

Once there, the pay phone wasn’t working. Where now? So she went across the street to the laundromat because in her experience, the laundromat always had a pay phone. And she was right. So she called her mom collect to have her mom call the wonderful fiancé. However, she had this nagging thought in the back of her mind that her mom might not have the phone number of the fiancé. But that would be all sorted out later. One collect call reached a busy signal because obviously her mom was on the internet in the stone age. So the young vet went back across the street with her thirty seven cents and walked around the antique store before returning back to the laundromat.  She called her mom collect and was greeted with a mom that did have the phone number to the fiancé and then would call him. She did and called the young vet back. The wonderful fiancé would come home from the dog park and rescue the young vet.

The young vet walked home and waited on the wonderful fiancé. He arrived and laughed at her but not too much.

[EDIT-originally published to Blogger-12/21/11]