If you thought I was perfect, DO NOT read this post.

Here's the story...make up your own moral to it:

Okay, Friday night David and I decide to go to the Temple...so I didn't have to drive all the way back home from work (The Temple and our house are in opposite directions from my work) we decide to meet at the Mall and leave his car there. After the Temple we gent grocery shopping and now it's 10 PM when we realize that we forgot about his car and are nearly home. We decide to leave it at the mall over night....BIG MISTAKE.

The next afternoon when we go to pick up the car, it's gone...mall security has had the car towed away. Apparently you can't leave vehicles at the mall overnight. Whatever!!! Anyway so the "Sargent" of mall security gives me the the name of the towing company. I then call the towing company and the man on the other end (the owner) is seriously the biggest JERK in the world to me. He's cocky, arrogant and rude...pick a descriptor. He's closing in like 30 minutes and keeps putting me on hold for like 4 minutes at a time. Finally after getting back after one of his holds I ask, "Where are you so I can start driving in your direction?" Turns out he's only 7 miles up the same road that the mall is on. GREAT! Then he smugly tells me I better bring cash because he doesn't accept credit for things like this. I tell him, "No, I'm on my way and I only have a credit card." "I won't take it," is his reply. "Okay, well how much is it going to be anyway." His reply, "$178.18." At that moment I snapped. I'd like to blame it on the hormones of pregnancy, but pregnant or not I truly believe that I would have done the same thing. He had our car...he knew we wanted it, he was closing for the weekend and that FAT LIAR wanted a bunch of cash in his pocket. I said, "You're charging me $180 to tow our car 7 miles, that's outrageous!" "That's our company standard." "Are you the owner?" "Yes." "We'll, my dad's the Chief of Police and you better watch your little trucks on the roads. We're coming to get our car." Then I hang up.

We stop at the ATM and get the cash and drive to the location. I drop David off and tell him I'll meet him at home. 10 minutes later I get a call from David, the guy won't give David his car and made him leave the property. I tell David, "Call the police, he can't keep your car hostage." David tells me no and that I have to call and apologize to the guy. I can't even tell you how much I hate this guy right now. There is no way I am going to apologize. I know he knows he's a liar and a cheat. I know what you're thinking, "Amanda, you lied too." Yes, I did, not my proudest moment, but when you try to live your life to be honest and fair to people and someone like this tries to take advantage of you, it makes my skin crawl.

So I call the guy and accuse him of keeping my car hostage and if he really wants me to call the police I will. He continues to tell me that he didn't take my threat lightly and that he feeds his kids with this job.

[Disclaimer...if you still think I'm perfect

DO NOT continue reading.]

At that moment I started majorly fake crying and lying, I told him I have to feed my kids too and that I worked at the mall making $7 and hour and we couldn't afford to pay the ridiculous amount of money. I told him what I said wasn't true and that I just didn't know how were were going to come up with all that money. I told him I had no retaliation against him except to say what I did and I asked him if my husband could please have his car. He told me to call David and tell him he can come back inside and get the car. SWEET. I get a call from David like 10 minutes later and he's laughing, turns out the guy dropped the amount to $100...he even handed David back the $80 he had given him.

HA! I knew he was charging us too much to begin with! He probably thinks he did us a favor...the only favor he did was saved himself a complaint to the better business bureau. I know, I know, I sound so cold-hearted, but I just hate injustice. I still think he charged us too much!