From my emails
I sent this to a bunch of people and decided that I should now share it with any and all who might be bored...
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Want to hear something really awesome?
I bet you do.
Got time for a story? Possibly not, but here is one anyway. I got lots of free time at this week's job only I can't leave the front area, so what the hell else am I gonna do?
TITLE: My license plates got jacked off my car.
Tuesday morning an ambitious chicha who actually got up early to go to the gym before her ridiculous temp job goes down to her car to go to the gym. Just outside her apartment dour she looks and says, "bummer, my back license plate fell off." So she goes around to the front of the car, and looks and says, "the front one fell off too?" after a little thinking, don't forget it is wicked early, she comes to the conclusion that, no the plates did not both fall off, but rather a villainous fiend took them!
To quote The Stupidest Angel (a book that is super recommended for being funny the whole way through), "So that sucked."
When the police officer came to fill out the report he's like, "well, you can't have a car without plates parked on the street, it'll get towed. but you can't drive the car without plate either. I'll put a note in it so hopefully it won't get towed. Also, I can't give you the police report, we've got to mail it to you. and the dmv won't give you new plates without the report. the report will come in the mail (which comes in the afternoon) hopefully on Friday."
Think about that for a moment.
The officer was actually a really nice guy and the chicha, her dude, and the officer chatted a bit. He said, "You look like nice people, you really shouldn't be living here." The officer discussed some much safer and nicer environments in the Albany area that would be much better alternatives (he noted that he lives in a nice complex just 10 minutes from downtown across the river and he probably pays less than a lot of people that live downtown). Then he said that he worked the night shift (that is right, the ambitious chicha was going to the gym early enough in the morning that the night shift officers were still on!) and he'd let the day shift know about the car and not to tow it.
So a nice woman the chicha had known for about 32 hours offered to let the girl park the car in her driveway since it isn't that far from the chicha and her dude's place and the lady is going camping soon anyway so doesn't really need the driveway.
The chicha takes the lady up on her offer and hopes for the best.
Now, if you are mildly acquainted with the chicha, you could be thinking, 'well that sucks, but between her and her dude, they've got three cars.' Her dude just sold the Infiniti three days before. Luckily, there is still one car, bubble in the front tire and all. But one is better than none!
THE END
Why share the story with all y'all? because i've got nothing better to do and lauren didn't call me back yesterday (and Lauren, it is like a sign that you need to move out here so that we can get a decent sized place in a nice nieghborhood or dare i say it, complex with like off-street parking. don't get me wrong, i like albany, but i dont' go down to pearl st. enough to make our current location make a lot of sense).
plus i haven't talk to some of you in a while and it seemed like a way to say HI. So how has everyone's summers been?
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Want to hear something really awesome?
I bet you do.
Got time for a story? Possibly not, but here is one anyway. I got lots of free time at this week's job only I can't leave the front area, so what the hell else am I gonna do?
TITLE: My license plates got jacked off my car.
Tuesday morning an ambitious chicha who actually got up early to go to the gym before her ridiculous temp job goes down to her car to go to the gym. Just outside her apartment dour she looks and says, "bummer, my back license plate fell off." So she goes around to the front of the car, and looks and says, "the front one fell off too?" after a little thinking, don't forget it is wicked early, she comes to the conclusion that, no the plates did not both fall off, but rather a villainous fiend took them!
To quote The Stupidest Angel (a book that is super recommended for being funny the whole way through), "So that sucked."
When the police officer came to fill out the report he's like, "well, you can't have a car without plates parked on the street, it'll get towed. but you can't drive the car without plate either. I'll put a note in it so hopefully it won't get towed. Also, I can't give you the police report, we've got to mail it to you. and the dmv won't give you new plates without the report. the report will come in the mail (which comes in the afternoon) hopefully on Friday."
Think about that for a moment.
The officer was actually a really nice guy and the chicha, her dude, and the officer chatted a bit. He said, "You look like nice people, you really shouldn't be living here." The officer discussed some much safer and nicer environments in the Albany area that would be much better alternatives (he noted that he lives in a nice complex just 10 minutes from downtown across the river and he probably pays less than a lot of people that live downtown). Then he said that he worked the night shift (that is right, the ambitious chicha was going to the gym early enough in the morning that the night shift officers were still on!) and he'd let the day shift know about the car and not to tow it.
So a nice woman the chicha had known for about 32 hours offered to let the girl park the car in her driveway since it isn't that far from the chicha and her dude's place and the lady is going camping soon anyway so doesn't really need the driveway.
The chicha takes the lady up on her offer and hopes for the best.
Now, if you are mildly acquainted with the chicha, you could be thinking, 'well that sucks, but between her and her dude, they've got three cars.' Her dude just sold the Infiniti three days before. Luckily, there is still one car, bubble in the front tire and all. But one is better than none!
THE END
Why share the story with all y'all? because i've got nothing better to do and lauren didn't call me back yesterday (and Lauren, it is like a sign that you need to move out here so that we can get a decent sized place in a nice nieghborhood or dare i say it, complex with like off-street parking. don't get me wrong, i like albany, but i dont' go down to pearl st. enough to make our current location make a lot of sense).
plus i haven't talk to some of you in a while and it seemed like a way to say HI. So how has everyone's summers been?