Winner of 'First' Worst Date
I don't know what contest this would qualify for but this story has some of the same elements:
A true story, happened to me in high school. I accepted an invitation to go on week-long trip with a guy I knew from high school and his family. We would stay in a cabins in the woods and go skiing, etc. I was told to meet at his house in early afternoon the day of departure so that we would leave no later than 2pm, making the three to four-hour drive in mostly daylight. This was the first time I had been to his house or met his family. I knew one of his brothers from school.
I drove to his house and did a double take pulling into the driveway. There in the front yard was a broken down refrigerator; next to it a washer or dryer. OK, noted. I enter their house. The living room is filled with newspapers piled to the ceiling, yes to the ceiling; the furniture is covered in laundry. To my left the dining room table is covered with piles of laundry. There was a bird in a large cage. The kitchen table is buried. All of the fronts of the kitchen cabinets are missing. Soon a chicken walks past us. In the bathroom, and no surprise, there is a vacuum cleaner on the floor in the middle of the room.
-----------------------
Next I learn who will be coming along:
-The father (one of MITs youngest grads, and now a University professor of Physics)
-The mother (a PhD and professor of Spanish Poetry and Literature)
-The two guys I hung out with, both presidential scholars with perfect SAT scores
-The middle child, an autistic girl who was prone to outburst of profanity
-Two younger siblings ages 7 and 5.
Added to that:
-The mother invites one of her students from university, a woman in her mid-twenties.
-2 goats.
-----------------------------------
If youve kept count youll see by now that we are going to need two vehicles.
BUT as soon as I arrived they told me that they decided
that day that the van needed transmission work and it wasnt ready yet. After looking around I quite believed that the van would need something that could take a while.
By late afternoon, maybe an hour before sundown, the van and the people and the luggage, skis, gear and the critters are assembled and loaded. We begin the 3.5 hour ride. Things are going pretty well until we get to the base of the mountain (12.000ft.?) and we need to stop to put chains on one of the vehicles. While we are stopped the mothers friend gets out, we assume to pee, but it turns out that she takes off into the woods in the dark. Only then do I learn the true reason that she came along, she was suicidal. When the friend doesnt return or respond to our yelling and shouting her name, the mother puts on cross country skis and heads into the woods to find her.
It is pitch dark, freezing cold we are all hungry; the autistic sister is not doing well; and the little ones are having a tough time as well.
Finally we found the cabins and the rest of the story is for another day. But this was just the beginning.....