Highly uncalled-for
So I'm generally against emotional vomit on LJ or MySpace because it just seems silly. Seriously, if you have real-life problems, isn't it kind of shallow to go telling the world about it? It's like when you do, you're not having any kind of respect for yourself in the situation your in.
That being said, I'm going to purge anyway:
Bad things happen in threes, right?
1.) We're broke. First, we found out that the $4,500 of CJ's sign-on bonus that we were ASSURED we would get in a few weeks was snatched right out from under our noses. It seems we won't see that money until June. This put us in a VERY bad spot financially, and made Christmas an impossibility (well, at least in the material sense, anyhow). So I came to the conclusion that, against my will, I'd have to get a shit job to cover bills and a few presents for our kids. Remember me complaining about having to get a job earlier in the week? Well, it seems that I should have counted myself fortunate to even have the opportunity to work because...
2.) Car broke down. Our car started making a clicking noise when going slowly through town or something earlier this week. It only does it when you're cruising in second gear or so (I'm only guessing b/c it's an automatic). CJ took it to Meineke who said it looks like it might be our balancing shaft. We didn't know what the fuck that was (and it wasn't something that they'd be able to fix anyway so we're pretty sure it wasn't a scam on their part), we asked all our car-genius friends and they didn't know what it was. Turns out, it has to do with the cylinders, and essentially our options appear to be either get a new engine or drive the car till it breaks and buy a new one.
3.) Locke just broke our only working cell phone. Okay, I assume full responsibility since I'm the parent, but damn! That boy is sooo quiet when he's making trouble. First thing I knew, the phone had buzzed on the coffee table, indicating that I had a missed call. The next thing I knew, there was an odd beeping sound, and Locke had half of it in his mouth. I took it from him, and there's a big dent in it, a scratch across the screen, and black stuff leaked into the inside of the screen (of which only half works now). I mean, we can still make outgoing calls, but I'm not even sure if it will take incoming calls either. Plus we can't see our phone list now. Oh, and we want to cancel the other phone, but you know, it costs $175 to cancel.
Fuck.
That being said, I'm going to purge anyway:
Bad things happen in threes, right?
1.) We're broke. First, we found out that the $4,500 of CJ's sign-on bonus that we were ASSURED we would get in a few weeks was snatched right out from under our noses. It seems we won't see that money until June. This put us in a VERY bad spot financially, and made Christmas an impossibility (well, at least in the material sense, anyhow). So I came to the conclusion that, against my will, I'd have to get a shit job to cover bills and a few presents for our kids. Remember me complaining about having to get a job earlier in the week? Well, it seems that I should have counted myself fortunate to even have the opportunity to work because...
2.) Car broke down. Our car started making a clicking noise when going slowly through town or something earlier this week. It only does it when you're cruising in second gear or so (I'm only guessing b/c it's an automatic). CJ took it to Meineke who said it looks like it might be our balancing shaft. We didn't know what the fuck that was (and it wasn't something that they'd be able to fix anyway so we're pretty sure it wasn't a scam on their part), we asked all our car-genius friends and they didn't know what it was. Turns out, it has to do with the cylinders, and essentially our options appear to be either get a new engine or drive the car till it breaks and buy a new one.
3.) Locke just broke our only working cell phone. Okay, I assume full responsibility since I'm the parent, but damn! That boy is sooo quiet when he's making trouble. First thing I knew, the phone had buzzed on the coffee table, indicating that I had a missed call. The next thing I knew, there was an odd beeping sound, and Locke had half of it in his mouth. I took it from him, and there's a big dent in it, a scratch across the screen, and black stuff leaked into the inside of the screen (of which only half works now). I mean, we can still make outgoing calls, but I'm not even sure if it will take incoming calls either. Plus we can't see our phone list now. Oh, and we want to cancel the other phone, but you know, it costs $175 to cancel.
Fuck.