A Bad Move

To preface this story I will start to what happened hours before. During the evening I remember double fisting a pitcher of Goose Island 312 and a growler of 312 that I had a bartender fill up after they ran out of pitchers. The last drink I had before I left the bar was a bottle of Tequila being poured in my mouth / eyes before leaving. After a half hour of crying I decided that it would be a good idea to load up my U-Haul that night. First I decided to make the very bad decision of driving my U-Haul down the alley or about a block. As far as I remember I didn’t hit anyone or anything so that is good I guess. So I started to load it up at 12:30 am. All I truly remember was losing my balance on the stairs and grabbing on to a handrail that was supported by only a single nail. I proceeded to pull the handrail out from its nail and smash it though the very window that it was protecting. Instead of taking blame for my act I decided to take the cinder block that we used to prop the door open and smash the window from the outside so I could blame some unnamed assailant on our building and wouldn’t have to pay for the window. (But later I decided that I could not do that and claimed blame for the accident.) I ended up going to bed around 2 in the morning with little more recollection other than smashing my back on the stairs during an untimely spill.

The next morning I woke at 7:30 to finish moving my bed and a few other select items into the truck. When I opened the back, it appeared that I had taken each item individually, lifted it up over my head and hurled it into the back. Stuff was piled in the both the driver and passenger seat so much so hopping into the truck would be impossible. By 9 o’clock, I had finished organizing my mess from the night before and moving the rest of my stuff. I left so early since my U-Haul statement said I need to return the truck by 3:11, and I had five hours to drive. Predictably the ride was miserable as I forged ahead to get the truck back on time. Fortunately I pulled into the U-Haul parking lot at 3:10 only to discover the drop point was closed on Sundays and all my rushing was for not.