I don’t know whether you knew this or not, but I certainly didn’t it and now I feel like a complete moron but if you don’t have a credit card it’s really hard to rent a car… and if you don’t have a credit card you’d better damn well have a credit history or else you’re not going to be renting a car.
This is why I’m writing a blog entry right now instead of being out in the woods without the Internet.
My entire weekend’s plans got derailed by the fact that I’m 28 years old and never managed to get around to things like having loans and credit cards and stuff. (I had a car loan once, that I paid off… but I guess that doesn’t really count)…. So yeah, I might be a little weird for that… and well, I didn’t anticipate that being an issue because apparently it’s cool to rent a box truck without a credit check but a passenger car is a different story.
My boyfriend is currently four hours away doing sound at a small music festival called Cabinfest… which is where my friend Anna and I were supposed to be going.
In years past, this sort of last minute change of plans might have leveled me… I might have decided, “Fuck it. I’m going to sit around home and be miserable and self-loathing because I can’t even rent a car,” and spent the weekend in my unhappy place. But no… after lunch in a Greek diner and a thirty block walk with Anna yesterday, I just went home and sulked for thirty minutes and took a nap before heading back to rejoin her and our bro, Jonathan for drinks in Williamsburg.
After all, there are far worse places to be stuck in that New York City…. no matter what, you can always find something to do here.
To be honest, I feel like it was for the best. As much as I would have liked to be there this weekend, there was a small part of me that wasn’t terribly enthralled with going out of town this weekend. There was a part of me that was wishing I could have had a quiet weekend to myself where I could hang out with my friends.
We spent the evening eating Mexican food and introducing Anna to Louis CK, and I spent the night by her apartment and we watched Dazed and Confused for probably the millionth time.
We walked in the park with Jonathan when he took his dog to the dog park this afternoon… and Anna stopped to take a ride on the swings.
It certainly wasn’t the weekend I was expecting to have, but with good friends? It doesn’t really matter what you do. You can be doing anything and it’ll be a good time.