I'm still kinda pissed at my dad for this but this is an entertaining story.

So it's like 3am I can't sleep so screw it imma write this story down.

Okay so for context I flew out to see my best friend of 14 years to see her for her birthday in 2020. I went with my mom we stayed for a few days then hopped in the rental car and jumped on the airplane. My mom and dad had been arguing about whether he should drive down to the city we were landing in (3 ish hours away) or if we should just get a rental car and drive back on our own.

My mom wanted my dad to pick us up because she was tired of driving, but he didn't want to. That bitch. So he was the one in charge of making our rental car reservation. He did that and I thought everything would be just dandy from there. Oh boy was I incredibly wrong.

We get off the flight and walk around the airport trying to find where the rental cars were. It took forever to get there but we finally did. The lady was talking with my mom about where our company was because we couldn't see it. They talked for like 10 minutes so I was just like 😃 I'm tired plz hurry.

Turns out it was all the way out in Timbuktu, we had to walk back a ways to get to the elevator we go all the way down to this random parking lot, walk over to talk to a lady in a booth cause we were lost. Btw it's winter so it's cold. She explained we have to down again in an elevator, like where is it in hell?

We finally get there where the cars are parked and it's still freezing but there are a few spots with heaters. So we thought we were good we talk to the people for a minute and turns out my idiot of a dad booked the rental downtown not at the airport so I'm super tired at this point.

My mom is trying to figure out how to get us there, there were buses but she tried to get an Uber but for some reason the app wouldn't let her. Literally everything was going wrong for us. So she downloaded Lyft which worked, then we made the perilous journey back all the way up to the main airport area. We had some trouble figuring out what area he was picking us up at. When we got in an elevator I remember saying, " wouldn't be surprised if this broke down on us with our luck today.".

Finally we get outside to the Lyft, he was kinda sketchy and drove recklessly. It's getting dark at this point it was like 6:30 and the place with the rental cars closed at 7. So we were hurrying, we finally got there and I was feeling nervous because we had to wait outside. Finally a lady comes out and shows us the car, my mom grabs the card and puts it in but it declines. Because my dad forgot to put the money on it before we got the car. And apparently you can't run the same card twice until 24 hrs later.

I was ready to break down at that point because it's after 7, it's dark, we're stranded in my mind. Did I mention we're in SaltLake ya know the city Ted Bundy lived in. There's a lot of crime there. I actually start freaking out, my mom comes up with a new plan. We'd get on the express bus which would take us back home. The next one left in about 2 hours.

My mom said the stop was about four blocks away so we start walking. I start crying and have major anxiety because since I was little my mom taught me to never go out of her sight because there's kidnappers everywhere. My whole life she gave me anxiety about this now she's saying to stop crying nothing will happen.

My mom is pissed at my dad at this point, and I'm just a sobbing mess behind her dragging my suit case behind me. Remember it's like 15 degrees out so tears and the wind don't mix. It was dark okay and there were sketchy streets, would if someone holds us at gunpoint we'll be defenseless. Plus we have suit cases so we look like targets because we aren't from there.

After walking for like 20 minutes I start complaining because we'd definitely walked more than 4 blocks. She starts getting frustrated, I call my dad to yell at him.

We passed this group of guys blasting music and gave me weird looks. Probably because I was balling my eyes out but who knows. After around 20 blocks we reach a restaurant I'd been to before. My mom decided we needed a break and takes us there, I'm still crying while we're ordering. I had also realized I hadn't eaten for around four hours.

I finally calm down after eating and getting some water and watch a show with my headphones in. I sent my friend a snap chat about my ordeal but I remembered she replied with something like " oh that's fun..." then told me about something she was doing with a smiling face. So I left her ass on opened because it was obvious I had been crying in the photo I sent.

Eventually my mom talks about leaving because it's 8:30 and the shuttle leaves at 9. She wants to walk again but I look it up, it's a mile away, I looked at the distance we'd traveled, 1.2 miles. 4 blocks my ass, ain't no way I'm walking again I'll have another panic attack.

So we get another Lyft ( I had to pay for because my mom thought it was ridiculous. I was glad I did though part of the walk would have been through a sketchy neighborhood. They dropped us off at the temple square so we still had to walk a bit. There was more people around so I felt better about it.

We finally get to the stop and the shuttle is there we ask the driver if we could wait on the bus till it leaves and to my relief he let us. I finally felt safe again, I put my luggage up and laid down on the seats and plugged my phone in.

Ironically the bus made a stop at the airport so all this could have been avoided if we stayed there for a few hours. On the ride back my friend sent another snap with something like " actually my family is worried about you guys, are you okay?" I can't describe it but it just felt like she was oblivious and she only sent it because her mom told her to and she didn't actually care.

Which pissed me off even more because I felt ignored but I just pretended I was fine. When we finally got back I started going off on my dad but he refuted with stuff like I was busy doing this this and this. And I didn't purposely make it at the wrong place. He always pulls garbage like that and turns it around and makes you feel like the bad guy. But it was 11 and I was tired so I just remained silent.

Anyway I didn't die but that was a bad day.