Saturday, February 8, 2020

Fiorella's Adventure

Fiorella spent yesterday morning preparing and delivering Valentine's treats to Chase, Mazda, and Click, then took off to Office Depot, where a nice young man tried every trick to convince her Mac that she was, indeed, its legitimate mistress, but to no avail so he sent her off to the Geek Squad at Best Buy, who sent her off to the Apple Store in the Domain in Austin.
     And that is how Fio ended up spending seven hours in hell.
     The traffic was heavy, of course, but even worse was that Yours Truly had only vague memory of the location of the Domain, a village unto itself. She finally found it, by stopping at a couple of drug stores to get instructions, but what she hadn't anticipated how much the Domain would have grown.
Again Fio relied on the mercy of strangers finally walking through the glass portals of the Apple Store at about 4:30  It was not as upscale as she'd thought it would be. Instead, the one big room was crowded with people yelling back and forth at each other.
      Fiorella's helper, Nevy, had a new tattoo on her arm (the cellophane was still on it), and her nails were painted with an increasing shade of blue, but she knew her business and could shout over everyone in the room. Best of all, she put Fio back on line.
     Now for the trip back home. Fiorella, who had once lived in the general area, thought she could make it back to I-35 with only minor problems, but she was wrong. Things had changed over her twenty-year absence, and she finally had to stop at an H-E-B for help.
     Her trip home took almost two hours, with the sky darkening every moment, and Fio was very tired, but there was more to come--as she was preparing to pull into her driveway, blinding lights came over the hill and a horn sounded. Your girl covered her eyes, slammed on her brakes, and prepared to get out of her car, but the other driver gunned his/her engine and took off with a bit of a scraping sound. After Fio pulled into her garage, she checked the driver's side of her car, but couldn't see any damage so she assumes all is well.
      To finish the story, Fiorella was greeted by a frantic Sonya Dog, who desperately needed to go outside, then hurled herself across Mommy's lap as if to never let her go.
    

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