You Betta Call AAA

Alright so this past weekend my friend "gay best friend" and I wanted to go into the city. Usually we just drive down into Newark and take the PATH train into the city. My friend decided to take his car. It's in better condition then my old hoop-D...so that's what we did. Before we did we had breakfast at IHOP...delicious. We walked all over NYC hittin up 5th ave and such The Village and all. So were heading back on the train it must of been about 9pm when we got back to the car. Not a worry in the world. My friend put the key into the ignition and all we heard was a click. This dude comes out of nowhere...remind you that we are in Newark, NJ! LOL. So he comes up to the drivers said window all drunk like he's Kevin Federline high on something saying that we need to get a jump start. I was like how you know? I mean we just got into the car and everything for at least 3 minutes. He was across the street with some chick and he said that something did sound right. My friend was like why did I open my big mouth. I said girl you betta call AAA. You know that dude might want something in return if he were to help us or something. Who knows. (Also I had a strange vibe when we got to the car like something was wrong. 6 sense kind of thing.) So he was like humm...I never called them before. I was like Ugh...let me take care of this. So we called them and they said it going to be at least 2 hours before someone comes to jump start the car. My friend has a low sense of patience so he begins to start moaning and groaning and bitching. LOL. He asked me I am not lying "Where do they keep the battery in the car in the trunk?" I was like are you kidding me. He knows how to work his way up inside a mall and find a sale, but has the slightest idea about what makes a car run. We had to call AAA about 3 times cuz they promised to be there at a certain time. My friends car was parked in front of this str8 bar. A few people were giving us the side eye I didn't mine. So like about 12AM! AAA came and I swear to God it only took about 5 minutes to jump the car so we can be on our way. My friend called me the other day saying that it happened to him again. He called AAA and they said that he needs to get a new battery. I was like Oh really?? Is it wrong that a gay man doesn't know a thing about cars? Sometimes when I do have to get my oil change or whatever I don't know what the hell they are saying. As if they speak another language. Anyways that was the little drama I had over the weekend. Hasn't been alot of drama in a while, but I was ready for it.