CUT ME A BREAK ALREADY
My luck....lately.....has been beyond shit.
The NYPD seems to be loving me. We're pretty chummy at this point in time.
Brooklyn seems to love me.
$300 in tickets? (Going through a red light? WHAT? $100 for not wearing a seatbelt? excuse me?)
Last weekend it took me 5 hours to drive back to school from a friends place in Brooklyn. Something that should normally take 30 mins. 5 HOURSSS. Due to a massive traffic jam on the highway, I was literally PARKED in the same exact spot for 2 hours. Then I exited, because I figured SOME movement in ANY direction is better than being parked. And I proceeded to get lost for hours, going in circles. And of course - right when I figure out where I am - MINUTES away from school, THATS when I get pulled over and handed $300 worth of tickets.
Then tonight, I am driving back from the same friend's place in Brooklyn, and I get in an ACCIDENT. Yeah. I'm driving down the turning lane, and the @$$hole that is stopped in the lane going straight decides he wants to be in the turning lane - and without looking or signalling just bombs right over- INTO ME.
And of course the driver ends up not speaking a word of english. AND it ends up he was a driver for a car service (like a taxi service - but privately owned) so he walkie-talkied over the owner of the car service and he spoke MINIMAL english and so that was a great situation. And regardless of the spanish/english barrier, it certainly didn't keep them from being utter ASSHOLES to me.
I was late for work. Awesome. And then I ended up only being clocked in for 45 minutes or so - since EVERYONE was telling me I needed to call my insurance company immediately, I needed to call the police immediately and file and report and I needed to HURRY and all of that should have been done and blah blah. I went and talked to the police in the mall. They told me I needed to PHYSICALLY GO and fill out a report. So my friend Melissa came with me and we went to two stations and ended up finding out we needed to go BACK TO BROOKLYN to the station in the area of the accident.
So we roll into the 75th precinct (aka the East New York station) in Brooklyn and I ask to fill out a report.....and the officer tells me to GO BACK to the location of the accident, CALL 911, and wait for someone to be dispatched so they can come see the location and get all the information and all this crap. ARE YOU KIDDING ME. So Melissa and I go back to the location, re-STAGE the accident, I called 911, and then we waited FORTY MINUTES for the police to show up --- and what do they say? "What are you doing?" I'm like HELLLLLLLLLO I just went to your precinct and your people TOLD ME TO DO THIS. So then the two police officers told me to let my insurance company handle everything.....and that it would be in my own best interest to NOT file a report with the police. And then....THEY TOLD ME TO GO HOME AND GO TO SLEEP.
That was at 1:30am. The accident happened at 5pm. So I spent the entire night driving all over creation, being put through the run around, on the phone with various people, doing all this....and in the end absolutely NOTHING was accomplished and I'm sitting here pretty discontent, angered, frusterated, and fed-up.
Oh, and FINAL exams continue on ;-) Horrible.
I need something good to happen. Soon. Please.
And sidenote, yeah all the recent and current events in my life have been pissing me off and getting me down, but I am trying to keep things in perspective. I used to act like things were the end of the world when I was younger, but nothing is the end of the world.........unless you die, OR it really is the apocalypse. But unless either of those two things happens, its NOT the end of the world, and life goes on, with or without you, I've learned that, so in my case I prefer it to go on WITH me, so I try not to get too emotionally or otherwise involved in issues like this for too long - letting it engulf my entire emotional state and make me depressed etc. Really. It sounds weird but people have cancer. People have AIDS. People are in wheelchairs. People are living in poverty. No matter how bad my situation feels or how shitty I think I have it......there really are much much worse things in life that are actually worthy of deep emotional attention and worry. My little accident can't compare. And I'll be fine.
So with that said, I just needed to vent. Not looking for sympathy or anything, just an outlet, you know?
I'm hitting the sack. lovelovelove to all my friends+fam.
The NYPD seems to be loving me. We're pretty chummy at this point in time.
Brooklyn seems to love me.
$300 in tickets? (Going through a red light? WHAT? $100 for not wearing a seatbelt? excuse me?)
Last weekend it took me 5 hours to drive back to school from a friends place in Brooklyn. Something that should normally take 30 mins. 5 HOURSSS. Due to a massive traffic jam on the highway, I was literally PARKED in the same exact spot for 2 hours. Then I exited, because I figured SOME movement in ANY direction is better than being parked. And I proceeded to get lost for hours, going in circles. And of course - right when I figure out where I am - MINUTES away from school, THATS when I get pulled over and handed $300 worth of tickets.
Then tonight, I am driving back from the same friend's place in Brooklyn, and I get in an ACCIDENT. Yeah. I'm driving down the turning lane, and the @$$hole that is stopped in the lane going straight decides he wants to be in the turning lane - and without looking or signalling just bombs right over- INTO ME.
And of course the driver ends up not speaking a word of english. AND it ends up he was a driver for a car service (like a taxi service - but privately owned) so he walkie-talkied over the owner of the car service and he spoke MINIMAL english and so that was a great situation. And regardless of the spanish/english barrier, it certainly didn't keep them from being utter ASSHOLES to me.
I was late for work. Awesome. And then I ended up only being clocked in for 45 minutes or so - since EVERYONE was telling me I needed to call my insurance company immediately, I needed to call the police immediately and file and report and I needed to HURRY and all of that should have been done and blah blah. I went and talked to the police in the mall. They told me I needed to PHYSICALLY GO and fill out a report. So my friend Melissa came with me and we went to two stations and ended up finding out we needed to go BACK TO BROOKLYN to the station in the area of the accident.
So we roll into the 75th precinct (aka the East New York station) in Brooklyn and I ask to fill out a report.....and the officer tells me to GO BACK to the location of the accident, CALL 911, and wait for someone to be dispatched so they can come see the location and get all the information and all this crap. ARE YOU KIDDING ME. So Melissa and I go back to the location, re-STAGE the accident, I called 911, and then we waited FORTY MINUTES for the police to show up --- and what do they say? "What are you doing?" I'm like HELLLLLLLLLO I just went to your precinct and your people TOLD ME TO DO THIS. So then the two police officers told me to let my insurance company handle everything.....and that it would be in my own best interest to NOT file a report with the police. And then....THEY TOLD ME TO GO HOME AND GO TO SLEEP.
That was at 1:30am. The accident happened at 5pm. So I spent the entire night driving all over creation, being put through the run around, on the phone with various people, doing all this....and in the end absolutely NOTHING was accomplished and I'm sitting here pretty discontent, angered, frusterated, and fed-up.
Oh, and FINAL exams continue on ;-) Horrible.
I need something good to happen. Soon. Please.
And sidenote, yeah all the recent and current events in my life have been pissing me off and getting me down, but I am trying to keep things in perspective. I used to act like things were the end of the world when I was younger, but nothing is the end of the world.........unless you die, OR it really is the apocalypse. But unless either of those two things happens, its NOT the end of the world, and life goes on, with or without you, I've learned that, so in my case I prefer it to go on WITH me, so I try not to get too emotionally or otherwise involved in issues like this for too long - letting it engulf my entire emotional state and make me depressed etc. Really. It sounds weird but people have cancer. People have AIDS. People are in wheelchairs. People are living in poverty. No matter how bad my situation feels or how shitty I think I have it......there really are much much worse things in life that are actually worthy of deep emotional attention and worry. My little accident can't compare. And I'll be fine.
So with that said, I just needed to vent. Not looking for sympathy or anything, just an outlet, you know?
I'm hitting the sack. lovelovelove to all my friends+fam.