So you want to hear a funny story?????

So my friend Kristen calls me and asks me if we can go to Buffalo Mountain, It was around 45 degrees windy and sunny. A BEAUTIFUL DAY! So I said of course. We got up to there and started hiking. We went up and sat at Huckleberry Knob for a while. It was gorgeous; you can see all of JC and you realize what a beautiful little place it is. We decided to go back to the trail. We just walked and talked and completed the Lady Slipper Loop. We thought about going to the Tip Top but didn't think we had time, so instead we went back to Huckleberry Knob. We sat for a while, quietly taking in all the beauty of East Tennessee. We both wanted to have a little quiet time. I read my bible and spent time in prayer and Kristin wrote in her Journal. It was incredibly serene. I noticed that the days were getting longer b/c by this time it should have been getting dark. I was so content.

It was about 5:15 when we made our way down to the Car. Kristen said she was going to go up there on her own, and I proceeded to tell her she would do no such thing b/c Buffalo Mountain is an incredibly sketchy place and weird stuff goes on up there. We got in the car and drove down and the gate was shut. I jumped out to see if I could swing it open... No its locked. We hadn't seen the park times on the sign on the way in, but it is really ridiculous that they would close the gates with cars still inside. I mean no one camps up there. I felt like this was mean of the Park Rangers b/c it was only 5:20 and it wasn't even dark yet, why would they close the gate when there was a car sitting in broad day light, why wouldn't they wait. I was pissed. I felt they did it on purpose, close the gate and teach them a lesson. Then I had the thought that some one had trapped us in there on purpose like a plot of a scary movie. We called every number that was posted. The Off-hours Park Manager on Duty would not answer there phone. I called Cindy and she was worried which made us worry, her fiance, told us to lock ourselves in the car and if we had anything valuable lock it in the trunk. I called Lisa and she told me to call the Police. I called the police, they said there was nothing they could do and for us to call a cab. I didn't need to call a cab but it frustrated me that they didn't even offer to pick us up, of all the Cops in their cars sittin around JC waiting to catch someone speeding.... they didn't even offer to send one to help us. WHAT-EV!

We were now locked in the car and a little black truck made its way up the hill we were hoping it might of been a park ranger, the truck stopped then slowly turned around and stopped and it seemed like it was waiting for something, it was definitely scary. Then I started to smell something, I knew the smell... It was horrible. I had stepped in dog poop. ARRGH! So I had to get out in the cold and get the sh*t off my shoe! It was gross and I was gagging the whole time. Then my stomach started cramping, OH WAS IT CRAMPING! All of a sudden I wanted to cry... My stomach hurt so bad and I had to GO, I mean I had to really go, like John Teilhet had to go! I was basically miserable, cold, hungry, about to throw up b/c of the dog poop, had stomach cramps, and was about to have to use the woods.

Finally, Cindy came to the rescue and then I got car sick. We dropped Kristin off and she was upset that her car had to stay up there. We were scared that her car would get broken into. About halfway to Gray I realized that my keys, cash, check, credit and debit cards, ids, and everything in Kristen's car. So I was really praying that nothing happened to her car.
About five minutes ago Kristen called me cryin saying that when she went up there to get her car that the passenger's side window was smashed in and that everything was gone, then I asked her about my keys and wallet and she said they were gone to. She said told me to check my voicemail b/c her Dad was beeping in on the other line. She told me she would call me right back. I slammed my fist against my desk and yelled a cuss word. I am sitting at work and everyone in my office asked me whats wrong. With tears in my eyes I tell them what happened as I am listening to my voicemail, in the voicemail Kristen is crying and telling me what she was telling me on the phone, sayin that the cops were on there way to check it out and all of a sudden she says " Gotcha."

She had me convinced (Im not gullible, she is a theater major.) She said everything was fine, the car and my stuff were fine. My face turned red. I had just told my whole office. I haven't told them that it was a joke, I am really mad. Kristen has called me twice and I am too heated to talk to her, but when I do I am going to tell her that I didn't check my voicemail but I have already called my credit and debit card companies to cancel the cards. HAHA I am gonna get her back. Oh well, good story, did I tell you I found five dollars? My stories aren't as good as John Teilhet's and Tim Story's but hey I tried.

Oh yeah, when Kristen called the Parks and Rec to complain and the man didn't even apologize but instead told her not to worry that she wouldn't be fined? I mean... Are you kiddin me? Whatever...