Surrounding Support

On my way to school this morning, a red light went on on my dashboard around the temperature guage. When I got to school, the engine seemed to me smoking a little but I really couldn't deal with it until after school. I had called Abba and he told me to get one of teh guys to help me out. Of course, what is the first thing that Mark tells me when I ask him if he knows anything about cars?

"No."

Brilliant. I didn't even try to ask Hau but instead ended up asking Irv Abrams, our lovaeble, incredibly un-PC but totally funny woodshop (and apparently life skills next year) teacher. I explained what had happened and he gave me some suggestions and said that he'd come check it out after school. So after school, Irv, dressed in his seriously bright lime-green polo (awesomest shirt ever!) and brown pants, comes out to the car with a bucket of water and proceeds to spend about twenty minutes looking at the car, trying to fill the correct compartments with water, etc. He got wet and his hands were filthy but he was so incredibly helpful! I was blown away by how well he was taking care of me. He came to the conclusion that I probably shouldn't drive home so I then sat outside on a kind of three-way conversation betewen Mom, Abba and myself and Wendy walked by. She offered to take me home even though I didn't need it but again, it was nice to have that support. The lovely ladies in the office found me a god place for me to take the car that was in Garden Grove so I wouldn't have to tow it all the way down to Lake Forest. Later that afternoon, when I was getting the car towed, both Sharlene and Steve made sure that everything was OK and that I had someone meeting me at the garage and picking me up.

Even though I don't get around to much of the staff because I'm mostly with the history department, it's nice to know that I've seemed firnedly enough for others to care. I definitely think that I have more friends on campus than the rest of the department (mostly because I'm too scared to outrightly hate anyone anyway!). I've been volunteering for things lately and that's gotten me involved witho ther people and it's nice to know that if the entire history department left (please God, don't let that happen) there would be other people around that i can be friendly with and that I know will help me out.

It's a nice feeling.... :)