oh SHIT.
FML.
I spun dad's car out tonight on the way home.... ended up in the median of US23. Ironically enough, by the time the cops showed up, I nearly had the car out of the median.
Unfortunately, now there's a vibration that occurs when you go past 55 mph.
I feel like such an ass, I knew enough to get off the accelerator but I panicked and jerked the wheel to the side, causing me to spin across 2 lanes and end up in the median. Thank GOD no one was behind me, and also thank GOD that I've quit drinking at work, because otherwise it could have been nasty.
Actually, that part was pretty funny. Especially considering I was working on getting the car out for five minutes, and then the cop shows up behind me
Me: Awww come on, ya jinxed me! I almost had it out!
Officer: (Laughs) Have you had anything to drink tonight?
Me: Officer, I'm on probation for a DUI. The only think I drank tonight was an unhealthy amount of redbull and a lot of water.
Officer: LOL well lets see if you can get the car out yourself, otherwise I'll call you a wrecker.
I rock the car back and forth a few more times, and then TADA it's back on the road. I put out a thumbs up, cop flashes his lights, and we go on our merry way.
And then I try to accelerate. And the car starts going wiggly waggly when I try to go over 55, 60ish. And I start to panic, because this is DADDY'S car I'm in, that I've been using for a year, and now I broke it. And I'm pretty sure my ass is grass. So, I'm really gonna have to knock out that sequel before I get knocked out myself.
The ONE good thing about it? I left $175 on the stove for in case dad needs car parts, and I have a little extra. So I don't totally feel like a deadbeat freeloading loser. Just mostly one.
I really need the next few weeks to continue being good so I can pay my legal fees and buy my own damn car so I don't have to worry about dad's.
I mean, cuz really. I'm 25, I've been a stripper for 7 years, I have no higher education, no car, I'm living with my dad, my teeth are in rough shape, I'm over-medicated so that I'm not on the verge of a mental breakdown, and right now you guys are keeping me sane and making me feel appreciated, which I really need right now. So I promise. I'm gonna work on that second chapter tomorrow so that YOU ALL have something to enjoy, which will make me happy (especially when feedback happens).
I spun dad's car out tonight on the way home.... ended up in the median of US23. Ironically enough, by the time the cops showed up, I nearly had the car out of the median.
Unfortunately, now there's a vibration that occurs when you go past 55 mph.
I feel like such an ass, I knew enough to get off the accelerator but I panicked and jerked the wheel to the side, causing me to spin across 2 lanes and end up in the median. Thank GOD no one was behind me, and also thank GOD that I've quit drinking at work, because otherwise it could have been nasty.
Actually, that part was pretty funny. Especially considering I was working on getting the car out for five minutes, and then the cop shows up behind me
Me: Awww come on, ya jinxed me! I almost had it out!
Officer: (Laughs) Have you had anything to drink tonight?
Me: Officer, I'm on probation for a DUI. The only think I drank tonight was an unhealthy amount of redbull and a lot of water.
Officer: LOL well lets see if you can get the car out yourself, otherwise I'll call you a wrecker.
I rock the car back and forth a few more times, and then TADA it's back on the road. I put out a thumbs up, cop flashes his lights, and we go on our merry way.
And then I try to accelerate. And the car starts going wiggly waggly when I try to go over 55, 60ish. And I start to panic, because this is DADDY'S car I'm in, that I've been using for a year, and now I broke it. And I'm pretty sure my ass is grass. So, I'm really gonna have to knock out that sequel before I get knocked out myself.
The ONE good thing about it? I left $175 on the stove for in case dad needs car parts, and I have a little extra. So I don't totally feel like a deadbeat freeloading loser. Just mostly one.
I really need the next few weeks to continue being good so I can pay my legal fees and buy my own damn car so I don't have to worry about dad's.
I mean, cuz really. I'm 25, I've been a stripper for 7 years, I have no higher education, no car, I'm living with my dad, my teeth are in rough shape, I'm over-medicated so that I'm not on the verge of a mental breakdown, and right now you guys are keeping me sane and making me feel appreciated, which I really need right now. So I promise. I'm gonna work on that second chapter tomorrow so that YOU ALL have something to enjoy, which will make me happy (especially when feedback happens).