... two giant yellow eyes are coming my way! Eeeeks! Okay, yes, they belong to that of a truck. But it is dark outside, and getting late. Plus, the woman on the phone told me to expect to wait 60 minutes. I turn around, and see the cat's gone. Good for that. Still on the phone, I wave maniacally at the truck... pause... then think to myself: what if this is NOT the truck that is supposed to come and here I am waving it down to stop? What if the driver thinks I'm trying to solicit myself? What if he comes and tries to kill me? I am going crazy. And Grace can't help laughing. Great. I see the AAA logo on the side of the truck and think it is pretty much okay. So I hop off the car and wait next to the truck. This stupid drive is taking his fine damn time... I wait for 4 minutes in the dark, illuminated only by those giant nostril headlights of his truck, which aren't even pointed in my direction. He finally comes around, goes to the passenger side of my Cavalier, and tries to jimmy the door unlock. He says he hopes he can do it. Wonderful... exactly what I need to hear. He gets the door unlocked, but I am most certainly not amused. I try to hurry up the process by showing him my ID and signing some form... and off on my way I go. Driving for 5 minutes, I realize something and stop my car. Damn...