10/15/2026
Anyone and everyone that knows me knows how much I love my clients. Those that know me know how much I love travel and adventure.
Whoo boy, this trip was a doozie.
It's long but I'm posting it here because I find it a comedy of errors as well as quite the testimony, a test of faith if you will.
I picked up Ansley at 840 and we headed to Doba cafe for the best in the world coffee and breakfast sandwiches. We hit the interstate and enjoyed the smooth traffic through Atlanta and then every subsequent delay.
Grace and I were chatting on the phone about our multiple shared clients this trip when the rental car suddenly lost power and the check engine light came on. Whomp whomp.
Immediately I called our turo car host, Robin.
She calls turo.
Turo puts her on hold.
Turo calls me.
Turo puts me on hold.
Turo tells me the tow truck is on the way and an Uber will be by to pick us up after that. Excuse me? No sir. That can't happen. I can't sit on the curb with 20k dollars worth of equipment and my 15 year old intern, and keep us both safe.
Do you have an Uber account?
No. I don't Uber.
That's a problem. Hold please.
My mouth, my nerves, everything in me was on hold.
Turo says an Uber is coming to take us back to robins house to swap cars, and that Uber will be there first.
Yes, thank you.
Turo sends me a dispatch number so I can refer back to it when I call them later.
We waited...again.
At 11:15 Uber sent me a text saying my ride is confirmed.
At 1117, my driver Rodney is on the way and I'm to be ready curbside.
At 1119, Rodney is there to pick me up and can't find us. Please call this number to make sure your ride doesn't get cancelled.
I called Rodney at 1120 and I called again at 1121 and have now left two voicemails and 2 text messages telling him our rental has broken down, asking him please don't leave us and to please call me.
Alas, at 1125 Uber texts me and I see Rodney leave us, hatch back open and all.
I call Robin.
Robin calls turo.
They tell her to have me call them, press the number 1, give them the dispatch number and get another Uber.
I call turo.
Explain the situation.
Crying, begging the lady to please help me.
Help me get me and this kid back somewhere without issue.
Hold please.
They keep me on hold, for.ev.er
I finally just hung up.
I call Robin again.
What do I do now?
She calls the tow truck.
Mr Larry is on his way, 15 minutes out.
At 1245, Mr Larry shakes my hand and says to jump in the truck there is plenty of room.
At this point, Mr Larry could have looked like a Sasquatch and been wearing only a banana hammock and I would have shoved Ansley in the truck. I rode sh***un in the air ride seat and Ansley slacked out in the back of the cab.
We get back to robins to swap cars at 2. Robin gets on the phone to turo because we have to end the trip with the broken down car and swap the insurance to the new car.
Turo puts her on hold
They call me
They put me on hold
They authorize the trip and at 3pm we are in the 4 door sedan. I'm feeling like a race car driver because it's not the truck or the SUV I'm used to driving.
We cruise back onto the interstate and at this point we are both intermittently laughing and crying like two asylum escapees.
We thoroughly enjoyed every 5 minute delay because we were at the very least headed the right direction.
Only 9 hours to go.
Hold please 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂
Im pretty savvy about being safe when I travel, so I stop the last time right before Sundown, everything has smoothed out.
915 it is pouring like we have entered the seventh circle of hell. I have not driven a sedan for years, and I don't know this sedan. I didn't look to see where the wiper switch is when we got in the car. I find it, turn them on, and I realize Ansley and I are perched forward looking for the lines on the road.
The rain stops and we settle into the last hours of our trek, spending the last of our time talking about the things that go bump in the night. I scare Ansley clean out of her seat, which again makes me laugh like an asylum escapee.
At 1140, I slide into Grace's street, park the car and head into her home for our 3 day stay. Wulf greets us with his usual cheery self, Ruby barks, and Calvin brings me Grace's wet work boot. We climb the stairs, past grace and crash land into bed.
We both woke up twice looking at the same coat hanging on the wall and gave ourselves a good jump scare 👻👻👻
Yesterday, our dedication to our clients shined. So did my headstrong and independent nature. Today, we work.
We're creating our own YouTube channel and our own tiktok in hopes that some of you may enjoy our shenanigans in lieu of a reality show 😆😂😂
I don't know what Ansley and I were being saved from, but we are both eternally grateful.
Lord help us we are tired
