The Worst Christmas Ever.
In December of 2004, with the help of several friends, I packed a U-Haul truck with twelve years of accumulated books, comics, toys, CD’s, DVD’s, dirty clothes, three video game consoles with games, a computer, a TV, and a partridge in a pear tree. I was moving back to Texas from New York. Since I like to come home for Christmas, December seemed like the best time to do it.It was to be the Worst Christmas Ever.
Since I don’t have a license, my brother Delano, was doing the driving. His wife Rachel came along for the ride.
About half way through our journey we stopped for the night in Memphis, Tennesee. Never stop for the night in Memphis, Tennessee. When we awoke the next morning the truck was gone, stolen. The motel staff were not very helpful other than to tell us that the same thing had happened next door a few weeks ago. The police were not much use either.
In desperation and despair we rented a car to make the rest of the journey. We didn’t get very far. Icy roads added an extra day to our already horrible trip. The bad weather also created huge travel hassles for my sister, Lita, who was flying in from Chicago. She ended up making the last leg of the trip from Dallas to Odessa by car with us.
When we finally reached Odessa the whole family was treated to a bout of the stomach flu. Everyone was puking or crapping.
But that’s not all. After Christmas was over there was one last fetid cherry to top off the holiday crap pie. As Dad was driving Delano and Rachel to the airport they were hit by another car. Delano and Rachel just walked the last hundred yards or so to the airport. No one was seriously hurt, but the car (which was borrowed) was totaled and Dad had back and rib pain for months.
Yes, it was truly the Worst Christmas Ever. But I learned something important- The Worst Christmas Ever is still Christmas.
God bless us, everyone.
P.S. About a month later the U-Haul truck was recovered. Much of my stuff was still in it. How I got it back is another story full of it’s own extreme suckiness.
posted by Dominic @ 5:51 PM
2 Comments:
To finally top it all off, a week after returning to DC, I got a large chunk of metal dropped on my head from about 20 feet up. It hit me so hard my jaw was rammed together with enough force to chip my teeth. I bled all over Ming Cho Lee's set.
Holy crap! That's awful.
I hope that will be your worst Christmas ever.
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