It's tiiiiiime for embarrassing stories with Schmerg_The_Impaler!
So, yesterday, I went to see CATS at a local high school-- it's pretty nearby, and I've seen about five other shows at that school, so I didn't think it would be a problem. Snow was predicted, but not until late at night (around midnight).
Now, I don't have my license, and I don't have a cellphone, but I was told that the play would be over at ten, so my dad was going to come pick me up at ten-- no problem, we've done this zillions of times.
When I went outside after the play, it had already snowed several inches. There was snow everywhere, and it was freezing. The play had also ended twenty minutes early, but I couldn't call my dad to tell him that because I had no phone, and the crowd was too thick for me to push my way back in because the entire theatre was sold out.
I waited outside for an hour for my dad to come. I was not wearing appropriate clothes for winter, so my entire hair was FROZEN. It was entirely made of icicles. My coat was covered in snow and I was wearing high heels, so all this snow got inside and my feet really hurt. I couldn't go back inside, because I knew that the second I did, my dad would show up, and get ticked off because I wasn't outside (especially since you can't see the parking lot from inside the school because of the shape of the building).
After an hour, though, the director and the president of the drama club left (they were the last people there), and they were really upset to see me out there, obviously freezing and distraught (and since I'm also sick, that made me look even more pitiful). They kept offering to drive me home, but I said no-- then they offered to let me use their phones, so I tried calling my house, but it kept ringing without ever going to the answering machine. Then, I called my parents' cell phone but the same thing happened. This happened on two different people's phones.
Finally, I called my best friend and asked her to come pick me up, and the director and the drama president left. After a few minutes... my parents showed up! I had to call my best friend to tell her she didn't have to worry.
The car ride home took AN HOUR AND A HALF rather than the usual twenty minutes because of horrible snow and ice. My dad had to get out and help push four different people's cars, and then a team of five people had to push our car up a hill. It was terrifying... we kept sliding and we all thought we were going to die, hahaha. Basically, it was a super-terrifying and harrowing experience, but it's a good story!
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