Avoiding Evil

Today I woke up with the intention of taking a trip to St. Louis. I had two hospital visits at two different hospitals to make, and I went to pick up a new PowerBook G4 at CompUSA. By the time I got up and went to the church I had been informed that I had to make three hospital visits at three different hospitals, I had to go by the bookstore, and I had to go to CompUSA. After sitting in my office for awhile my plans were changed again when I was informed that I had to make four hospital visits at three different hospitals, I had to go by the bookstore, I had an appointment at MoBap at 2:00, and I had to go by CompUSA. When I was half way to St. Louis the phone rang and lo and behold in addition to the meeting, the bookstore, and CompUSA, I now have 5 hospital visits to make.

I decided to go to Lifeway bookstore first because it was farthest away. I strategically called ahead and had them set aside the book I needed to get so that I could just walk in, pay for it and leave. The plan worked flawlessly. Unfortunately Lifeway did not like this plan because they hired some thug from the lawn and garden department to attack me. As I was walking out of the store I crossed the street and stepped on the sidewalk just in time for the head of a sprinkler system to pop out of the ground and start shooting water. As luck would have it I was standing over the broken sprinkler at the time, which means it didn’t come out in a small shower but instead large amounts of water spewed out upon my dress pants, completely soaking me. This means I had to go make my first hospital visit with soaking wet pants!

Trying to find people in hospitals becomes a challenge. My first visit was a disaster, simply for the fact that I couldn’t find the guy. I went upstairs and downstairs, up and down elevators, down long hallways, through doors, more elevators, more doors, until I finally found the cath lab that the front desk told me to go to. It’s too bad he wasn’t there. So it was back down the hallways, back through the doors and back down the elevator only to catch the guy going back up the elevator, back through the doors and back down the halls. When I finally caught up and introduced myself I was only able to talk to him for a brief minute before he had to go into the lab. So, after a 1 minute conversation I had to go back down the hall, back through the doors, back down the elevator and back out to the truck.

When I arrived at my meeting for a summer class at MoBap I stepped out of the truck only to be soaked again by a pouring rain. Thunder, lighting, rain, hail and winds ripped through the area I was in, knocked the power out, threw large hail upon my vehicle, and caused me to have to sit around and wait for an hour so the storm would pass over. When it did I ran back out to the truck and drove to CompUSA.

The good news is, when I was on my way to the third hospital to see the last two people I received a phone call from Evan who just happened to be in the area I was traveling to and so he stopped by to visit those two people so I didn’t have to. That was exciting, so I could just go home after a looong day. Unfortunately on the way home I rain into three more heavy rain storms that just made a mess out of my traveling experience.

So, by the time I arrived home I had driven 168 miles to two hospitals, visited three people, went to the bookstore, and visited CompUSA in a hail storm, in a gushing rain, and through three or four bad accident scenes. But, I should count my blessings; at least I have a new book, a new Laptop, and I didn’t hydroplane into a concrete wall.

So the moral of the story… well there is no moral to the story at all really…

Pressed