(I MADE MY MYSPACE PRETTIER!)
Get this, I'm not getting the car. We've called the chick like 11 times in the past three days and she hasn't answered once. Now we are looking for me another car. And the commission that I was working on for that one neighbor of mine.
I'm worked on it for a week in a half and spent a total of 20 bucks on supplies. I took it over there Monday. He completely bullshited me and told me that he loved it. Being the fool that I am I told him to pay me what the painting was worth. The canvas that it was painted on was 22 inches by 20 inches. So I spent alot of time on the damn thing. I was expecting bewteen 40 and 60 dollars. He paid me on Wensday. But get this, he sent his ten year old daughter to pay me. The best way to put it is how my dad did. Basically, the neighbor paid by back for the supplies that I spent and five more dollars on the week and a half that I spent on it. 25 bucks in total. At First I was happy to get anything, seeing as I needed the money. Then I was pissed. (Came to find out later that they hated the thing)
My dad, being the sweet guy that he is, took the money back over there and got the painting back. I didn't want the damn thing. So you know what I did? I took the painting outside, threw some gasoline on it and burned the son of a bitch! It helpped release the stress and the hurt.
And this is the best part, he called my dad while the thing was burning. He asked what we were going to do with the painting. He suggested that we hung it up on our wall. My Dad told him that we were burning the thing at that very moment. The neighbor hung up. I learned from my dad that when he went over there to get the painting, the neighbor won't ever come out of his room.
Teehee. Mind you, this is the same neighbor that screwed us over with Civic that I got back in March.
I'm worked on it for a week in a half and spent a total of 20 bucks on supplies. I took it over there Monday. He completely bullshited me and told me that he loved it. Being the fool that I am I told him to pay me what the painting was worth. The canvas that it was painted on was 22 inches by 20 inches. So I spent alot of time on the damn thing. I was expecting bewteen 40 and 60 dollars. He paid me on Wensday. But get this, he sent his ten year old daughter to pay me. The best way to put it is how my dad did. Basically, the neighbor paid by back for the supplies that I spent and five more dollars on the week and a half that I spent on it. 25 bucks in total. At First I was happy to get anything, seeing as I needed the money. Then I was pissed. (Came to find out later that they hated the thing)
My dad, being the sweet guy that he is, took the money back over there and got the painting back. I didn't want the damn thing. So you know what I did? I took the painting outside, threw some gasoline on it and burned the son of a bitch! It helpped release the stress and the hurt.
And this is the best part, he called my dad while the thing was burning. He asked what we were going to do with the painting. He suggested that we hung it up on our wall. My Dad told him that we were burning the thing at that very moment. The neighbor hung up. I learned from my dad that when he went over there to get the painting, the neighbor won't ever come out of his room.
Teehee. Mind you, this is the same neighbor that screwed us over with Civic that I got back in March.