Tuesday, April 19, 2005


One final adventure: Barry kindly offered to take Liz and me to the airport. So we head out, and Barry asks the valet to get his (rental) car. Valet returns after a while, announcing the car's battery is dead and he's going to go jump-start it using his own car. Okay. We wait. Barry's rental finally appears, but now features major facial scarring, thanks to the valet letting the dangling jumper cables short against each other. Yay.

1 Comments:

Anonymous barry said...

The folks at Avis were really cool about the whole thing. "Wow! The valet actually owned up to it? They actually gave you paperwork?"

5:06 PM  

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