I'd lounged on the couch with the Game Show Network on mute as I listened to the raindrops pelt rhythmically against the balcony window. The steady beating gave me the feeling of serenity that I so desperately needed. Still, I hoped that the rain would stop before we had to unload the rental equipment for the night's show. Flipping the channel, I was happy to see that the weatherman predicted sunny skies by early afternoon. Well, the weatherman was full of it. The rain poured down all afternoon and showed no sign of letting up as I locked my apartment and headed for work. To make matters worse, as I slid into my Jetta and turned the key in the ignition, I heard a faint click! click! click!…and then nothing. Damn! I'd been meaning to replace my battery for a few weeks now, but I'd been so busy lately that it kept slipping my mind. Now I was paying for procrastinating in a bad way. My eyes darted around the parking deck in search of someone who could lend me a hand and some jumper cables, but the deck was deserted.
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