Today is Chris's birthday. We're waiting until next week in California to "celebrate" but he did request a birthday dinner for tonight, oysters, beef wellington, twice baked potatoes and carrot cake for dessert. So early this morning I left our house to go to Whole Foods to get ingredients (specifically, the oysters).
On the way though, on Route 1 South (a pretty busy three-lane highway for those not from here), I got a flat tire! The only saving grace (to start), it was early so not terribly crowded. Now, I have changed a spare but it's been 18 years, and with the hole in my boob, I wasn't thinking it would be smart to try again now.
I called AAA and after taking my information, the operator told me it would be 30 minutes as she was noting I was in a a "dangerous spot." Just then, a Volvo SUV pulled in front of me in the shoulder. I noticed the dealer tags as a young man hopped out. I got out of my car, with the AAA operator on the phone still, and asked, "Do you work for Volvo?" Yes he did!
Nick introduced himself, checked to make sure I had all the gear he needed, told me to tell AAA he had it covered and in 10 minutes put the spare on my car in 10 degree weather!! Not only that, but Nick works at my Volvo dealer, had been on the opposite side of the highway (going northbound), saw me and made a U-turn to help.
And that is why, even if Becky has to transfer to Rutgers, my next car will be a Volvo. :)
Okay - only kidding about Becky.