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Second verse, same as the first

I think today's low point was arguing over my cell phone with the tow truck driver about whether the place I was stranded actually existed.

Short version of story: my sister had jumper cables, and I made it home. The long version involves a benighted effort to install a new battery in an urban Walmart parking lot at 10:40 pm with a broken socket wrench, by streetlight.

I have my own jumper cables now.