A blog about life experience and inexperience, written by Dallea Caldwell.

“The challenges of being a grownup never get old”

Hi! I’m Dallea. I’ve been living my crazy life for 28 years, yet I’m still a complete amateur. No matter how old I get, it seems that adult challenges never age a day. Admittedly, it’s usually my own mistakes that make life so darn difficult. Luckily, I have a great network of friends and family to get me out of a jam…like the time when me and my car were literally in a jam — a wet, soggy one.

It all started with the kind of bi-polar weather for which the DC Metro area is famous. It was like God got sick, vomited an ocean,  and instantly felt much better. I was half-way along my 60-minute commute to the Seva Call office when the  grey curtain of a downpour lifted to reveal blinding sunshine and baby-blue skies. I wondered who turned on the light and then immediately forgot that there was such a thing as rain.

I’d say that there were a million things on my mind, but that’s clearly hyperbole. Everybody knows that the brain can only juggle 10 items at a time. Clearly, the memory of the rain was number 11 on my list. The point is, I parked on the rain-soaked grass in front of the office. You know what happened next. But, even I have trouble believing what happened when Seva Call founder Manpreet Singh and his lead general Raj came to my aid.

It was around 10pm when I dragged myself to the car only to discover that no amount of pedal-to-metal was enough to drag my car from an apparent ditch. There was only mud splash and spinning wheels. Without recourse, I headed back inside while someone was still awake. The door was locked. I decided that walking around and lightly tapping the glass patio window behind MP’s workaholic back was my best bet, assuming it didn’t give him a heart attack. Apparently, Raj’s Seva senses were tingling, because he came downstairs just as MP let me inside.

Then, things took a turn for the epic. The Seva duo swooped into action! With me at the wheel, Raj and MP heaved and hoed to liberate Bonnie from her tractionless entrenchment.  MP shoulder-butted the right bumper so hard that the car was sent into the air like a white stallion on its hind legs before coming down with an earth-shattering thud.

Things got worse when Bonnie landed on what must have been an Allspark fragment. The dingy car suddenly turned into a Decepticon with me still inside, transforming into a drill in an attempt to bury itself deeper and entomb me forever! Fortunately, quick-thinking Raj jammed a cyber virus flash drive into its USB port returning it back to an inanimate Kia Rio, much to my relief

Finally, to ensure that I didn’t lose to much sleep, MP dug his index finger beneath the muddy wheel and flicked it- the car and I did a triple somersault before landing in Raj’s hands. Raj then power vaulted me and Bonnie into the air. I landed on I-95 North and made it safely home to Baltimore that night. They may deny it, but that’s exactly how it happened… I swear!

I’m really glad that I happened to have colleagues with superhuman strength on hand when I needed help. But, even when they’re nowhere around, I know that I can rely on Seva Call to connect me with towing professionals. In fact, if your luck is anything like mine, you should probably visit www.talklocal.com and save (877) 593-4445 to your phone right now!

Until next time… Life is an adventure. Enjoy the ride!

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