Author: madcows  <dfadsf>    24.230.114.122 Use this link if you want to link to this message and its entire thread of discussion. Post a Msg
Date: 1/25/2010 10:03:10 PM
Subject: So, I get to Bismarck, right?

So I arrive at wonderful Bismarck international (which really just means that an international flight landed there once by accident), and prepare myself for 230+ mile drive to Williston in a blizzard. I then remember that I didn't have a rental car because all the major companies were booked for some event. This was obviously not good, as I had no intention of walking. I managed to find some one-off rental car place in google maps. So I called them up, the guy gives me some new york rate, and says he's got a car that used to be his personal vehicle. The guy comes to pick me up at the airport, and takes me back to his place of business which conveniently happens to be a used car lot that he owns. The only thing he was missing was a hot dog stand. I fill out the paperwork, jump in the driver's seat, just to find that the car wasn't ready for rental duties until 111k miles into it's life. Now, I should point out that the car is a saturn that makes all sorts of weird noises, so I am destined to be found dead on the side of the road in bum-fuck nowhere - frozen. Ahhh, yes.. The joys of the traveling circus.