If....if is good.... :)

Random thought. 


Richest man in the world has $74 billion. Bill Gates is worth about $56 billion. Warren Buffet is worth $50 billion.


If you had just $1 billion, what would you do with it?

This is what I'd do:


1. Pay off all debt. (especially, student loans! ugh...)
2. Pay off my parent's debt (especially, their house)
3. Buy myself a 2002 Honda CRV
4. Give some money to my siblings for college (but, not enough to pay for all of college. Maybe, just pay parts of it, because, I definitely value my college education and every thing I learned...especially since I had to work all throughout college to make ends meet. But, learning hard work is priceless....now. If only my dad could hear me say that, I think he could die a very happy man.) 
5. Save. (And this would make my mom a very happy woman. She's always telling me to save some money...)


Why would I save? Because I know that things come up, that are very unexpected, and it's such a pain in the butt when it happens. 


PS. I would keep my job. I love my job. I love working. But, not to have the stress of making sure I work enough hours? That would be lovely.


So, what would you do?

Cars.....suck...too bad I'm addicted to mine...

Seriously. 


These sort of moments always happen to me.


But, this is what makes life interesting, right?


So, on Sunday morning, I was driving to work. (Which by the way, was 5am. I have the early shift.)


So, I'm driving down the road, about 1 mile from my apartment, and my tire blows. 


Awwww. crap.


This sucks. 


So, I pull the car all the way to the curb, and I stop. 


Where are the hazard lights? Where's the freaking hazard light button?!?!


I can't find the hazard light button. 


Shoot. Well, it's probably okay, because, it's Sunday morning at 5:15 am. There's no one on the road anyway....


So, I call Aunt Denise, because I'm freaking out, and don't realize that it's really Sunday, and she is asleep and not awake like I am. I'm trying to get the spare out of the trunk, as she answers the phone and sits on the phone with me as I'm freaking out, and having a total brain fart where I can't remember how to change a tire. 


Who forgets how to change a tire? It's not like it's rocket science!


Oh, did I mention that I'm completely acclimated to Arizona climate? Because, on this Sunday, it is about 40 degrees and raining. And, I'm FREEZING! And, wearing a skirt. And have no jacket. 


So, I'm on the ground, working on getting the jack situated and manage to get the jack in the correct spot. 


I'm jacking the car up, and it's working just perfect.


Then, as I'm about to unscrew the first lugnut, the jack breaks, and the car comes back to the ground. 


I start to break down. Is this really happening? 


Luckily, Aunt Denise and Uncle Joseph come to my rescue. While I wait, I call back into work, telling them I'm going to be really late, if I can get my car back together.
After a complete breakdown moment with my boss on the phone, a police officer stops. (because I finally found the hazard light knob...that doesn't have a hazard light symbol on it. ugh.)


He tells me I can't be on the side of the road I'm on. 


I explain my whole predicament. I tried to change the tire 30 minutes before, but the jack broke, and I'm late for work, which is a 45 minute drive away, I'm cold, I'm hormonal, and I don't know what to do!
He tells me I need to move my car around the corner to the side street. He helps me move everything BACK into the trunk, and I move my car. 


Then, HE LEAVES!! HE LEAVES!

HE LEFT ME STRANDED THERE!!!! 


In the RAIN! 


COLD!

DARK!

ALONE!


Really, Mr. Police Officer? I thought you were nice.....


I cry. 




Then, Aunt Denise and Uncle Joseph save the day.
I get to work.
I work.
I go to WalMart and get a new tire...with insurance on it. 


The end.