It was Tuesday, September 7. I had a plan. I would park in the lot of the local community college. That way, I could shower in the locker room in the morning. Before I left my apartment, I ironed a weeks worth of clothes and made sure that all my laundry was done. I neatly sorted and packed my clothes in boxes in my truck. I bagged my shoes and kept my toiletry bag stocked.
On my way to the community college, I remembered there was park that was not far away where a lot of trailers would park. An ex-boyfriend told me that the homeless would park there. I decided to try to find it to check it out. I drove and drove, but could not find it. So I got to the parking lot at the community college and realized how empty it was. Naively I parked in the back and settled in under my blanket in the back seat. I was fine until around 6am, I heard this motor coming towards me. The blanket was over me head and suddenly I heard it stop. I was sure someone was at my car looking in. After I heard it leave, I slowly peaked up and saw that the maintenance guys were on a golf cart driving around the college. Ugh, I think I'd been found out. By the time I got up it was 7am and I decided to drive around the college to the door that leads to the fitness center. As I parked, I saw the golf cart coming towards me. Oh, no, I just knew that they were coming to tell me that I had to leave, so I just sat in the car. As the maintenance men passed me by they looked at me. I was shamed. I knew that they knew that I had slept in my car. I waited until they went inside, got my clothes and shamefully went to the locker room. Once inside there was another woman who had obviously just finished working out. I tried to be as normal as possible. From there I went to work.
The next night, I was working in the office in a different city, so I decided to try the community college in that city. However, there was one problem. I didn't know where the fitness center was. I found the gymnasium, but not the fitness center. Shouldn't it have been in the same building? I couldn't find it, so I headed for the nearest Walmart. The problem was I was running out of gas and it was two days until payday. I prayed that I make it between the big trucks that was passing me by on the highway and right after I turned the corner to head to Walmart, my car ran out of juice. I put my flashers on, ran to Walmart to get a gas can and some food and ran back to my car. The gas station was in the opposite direction, so I dashed to the gas station. By the time I got back to my car the battery had died. Now I had gas, I still couldn't make go anywhere. I raised the hood on my car, partially emptied my trunk (the battery is in my trunk) and waited. A nice guy came to help me. Finally, I made it to the parking lot. I bought a sun shield parked on the side of the store and blended in wonderfully. I got up the next morning and decided that since I couldn't find a locker room at the community college then maybe there was one I could use at the university. I got there and couldn't fined it, so I washed up in the bathroom, got dressed and made to work 10 minutes late. UGH. That night I was headed back home (not really home, but to my home city because I was working in that office.)
I couldn't bear going back to the community college to sleep, so I decided to head to the local Walmart parking lot. Walmart was buzzing with actions, so I left there and went to a hotel not far away. That would have been fine, but there was this guy outside yapping away on his phone. I didn't get out of my car. I went back to the Walmart and settled in the for the night. That morning I got up and headed to the community college at 7am. Darn, there goes the maintenance men again. The looks were horrible. They recognized my car from before. I shamefully went to shower and went to work.
A didn't want to go back to the Walmart, so on Friday, I decided to got to a different hotel. It was bustling also with action, so I was nervous. However, I settled in under my blanket in the back seat of my small car.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
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