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So...decided to run some errands today and ended up fighting with my car all day. I'm fucking pissed. Mainly because if she decides to shit the bed in the next couple of days, I'm going to have to make one of my parents come home from Maine, cause I need to get to/from work. Ugh. The only upside to my car being a douchebag, is that if she shits the bed then she'll get replaced with something way better.
In other news...it looks like I'm getting promoted REAL soon. As in I'm going to close a couple of nights by myself this week. I'm a tiny bit nervous, but wicked excited. I still have to interview with people, but if I'm closing by myself then I'm going to have keys, which means pretty much I've got the job. Yay.
Oh and yeah, in case you haven't heard, Susie the heartless bitch struck again! Yay for being single, again.
In other news...it looks like I'm getting promoted REAL soon. As in I'm going to close a couple of nights by myself this week. I'm a tiny bit nervous, but wicked excited. I still have to interview with people, but if I'm closing by myself then I'm going to have keys, which means pretty much I've got the job. Yay.
Oh and yeah, in case you haven't heard, Susie the heartless bitch struck again! Yay for being single, again.