This is so odd.
Ah, Katie called me last night at like 9:30pm and i had already fallen asleep. It's now 6am and I'm wide awake. I need to make myself stay up later because this way I'm just bored for longer hours in the day. Hope Putt-putting was fun guys.
RAR, I am mad though, I am going to say this much. Yesterday afternoon my dad and I went to get Burt from Henderson glass because he took him in to get the cracked windshield replaced. Well I was driving Burt and I noticed that my stereo system wasn't on and a piece of it was sitting on the seat next to me. When I was home I showed my dad and I also found some pieces of colored glass in the back seat and a benign wrapper from ice cream that I didn't leave there. If any body ate ice cream, left glass, and broke my radio in my car because we went back to Henderson's to point this out.
In addtion to glass, broken radio, and the wrapper, the car was almost out of gas. I swear that when I left it was a quarter full. My dad remembers there being a decent amount of gas in there too, because if there wasn't he would've filled it up. The guy that physically put the windshield in said that the radio piece was there when he worked on it because he remembered seeing it and not wanting to accidently sit on it. I believe him because Burt sat in the garage for two or three fucking days before it was worked on. Now I have to take the radio to best buy and use the warranty after only one fucking month of having the radio installed. what if in a year it's stolen and the thing expires...fucking henderson glass.
RAR, I am mad though, I am going to say this much. Yesterday afternoon my dad and I went to get Burt from Henderson glass because he took him in to get the cracked windshield replaced. Well I was driving Burt and I noticed that my stereo system wasn't on and a piece of it was sitting on the seat next to me. When I was home I showed my dad and I also found some pieces of colored glass in the back seat and a benign wrapper from ice cream that I didn't leave there. If any body ate ice cream, left glass, and broke my radio in my car because we went back to Henderson's to point this out.
In addtion to glass, broken radio, and the wrapper, the car was almost out of gas. I swear that when I left it was a quarter full. My dad remembers there being a decent amount of gas in there too, because if there wasn't he would've filled it up. The guy that physically put the windshield in said that the radio piece was there when he worked on it because he remembered seeing it and not wanting to accidently sit on it. I believe him because Burt sat in the garage for two or three fucking days before it was worked on. Now I have to take the radio to best buy and use the warranty after only one fucking month of having the radio installed. what if in a year it's stolen and the thing expires...fucking henderson glass.