Under Budget Uber

So I go to school, as most people do, and like most people, as a child I was taught the stranger danger concept. However, desperate times call for risky (and somewhat stupid) measures.

So here's what happened. I was late, not that unusual, especially if your me. However today I had an excuse, seeeeeee I had procrastinated on a project that I had an entire two weeks to do, and done like half of it the night before. so I was tired, and my dad (as much as I love him) is an ass sometimes, so when I woke up he was like

"If you miss your bus, I'm gonna kill you." Needles to say that I missed the bus. Now something you should know is that, I am not a morning person, and I was not in the mood for my dads mouth, so early in the morning.

Ya know that old saying, that your kids will be two times worse that you? well my dad had told me a story about when he was a kid, he missed the bus, so he road his bike to school, and I knew that to fulfill my destiny I had to one up him. So I was like "screw it I'll walk" And thus I headed off on my journey of the week. I walked about a block or two with my books, a dress ( for my friend to try on), a shoe box, containing deodorant, pictures, a rock, and a crochet hook ( my project), a ukulele ( also for my project) and a manila folder. I cant imagined how I looked, but based on the looks I got I'm guessing it wasn't exactly Victoria Secret worthy. Anyhow, after those two blocks I was like " I'm too fat for this" so I devised a plan. Was it a wise plan, no. Did it work, HELL YEA.

I walked a little further till I came upon a local roofing company. They had just opened for the day so all the guys were sleepily meandering around, instead of doing their jobs. So I bust in and I'm like " GUYS I NEED A RIDE!!" Of course this was met with a couple of blank stares and "uuuummmmmmmmm"s Then finally one guy ( who's name I later learned was Jason) stepped forward. He was pretty good looking, and he might of been in his early to mid thirties. he was like " yea. I can take you I guess, just hop in my truck." and I was like "OOOOOKKKAAAYYYY" so this 30ish year old stranger drove me to school. He was nice and he asked me my name and where I went to school, so on and so forth. AND NOT ONLY DID I GET TO SCHOOL ON TIME, BUT I HAD ENOUGH TIME TO FINISH HALF ASSING MY PROJECT!!!! (I got a C in case you were wondering) Of course after the fact everyone was telling me how stupid I

was, and the love of my life told my dad, but all in all it wasn't to bad of an experience. So Jason, if you ever read this, thanks for not being a serial killer, and for helping me pass my English class. you're a pretty chill guy and I'm glad we met!! ( no matter how weird it was)