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fuck today...
though i normally bitch about how shitty things can get, this time it just seemed like someone was testing me...
came home with a leak in my gas tank...nice...
stayed up all night and through the morning...not by choice...
in order to drive my car, i have to switch license plates with my brothers car, because my tabs are expired...
at 9am i left a trail of gasoline from my house to the muffler place to dislodge the muffler that decided to work its way into my gas tank by melting it...
guy with the double-digit IQ at the shop hoists my car up, has a lit cigarette in his mouth, and is using an electric saw to cut my exhaust, with sparks flying everywhere...i am five feet away from this and trying count my sins while simultaneously shitting my pants...keep in mind - FUCKING GAS TANK LEAK
the muffler and most of my exhaust line falls to the ground, its smoking...and the gas tank now looks like predator puked on it, and has advanced from a mediocre leak to a running faucet...
it is then that i am told to 'get it the fuck out of here' because now the mechanic has a gallon of gas on his beautiful shop floor...
i am now fighting to stay awake, all while driving a dodge stratus down ten mile which sounds like an M1 abrams tank due to the lack of muffler and exhaust pipes, illegal plates as they are not registered to my car, and speeding to get home because i am losing gas so fast that i can smell it doing 55 miles an hour...low profile...
i then park it, place a tray under my car to catch the remaining gas, call a mechanic who fucks me over big time, every time...
i take the gas from under my car, put it back into my car, drive it up to the mechanic's, and just before i leave with my ride that followed me there i take the license place off in an open parking lot while a cop eyeballs me as he drives by...
then i get 1.5 hours of sleep before work...
fuck today...
quote: sometimes you wake up in the morning and wish your parents had never met.
-bill fitch
though i normally bitch about how shitty things can get, this time it just seemed like someone was testing me...
came home with a leak in my gas tank...nice...
stayed up all night and through the morning...not by choice...
in order to drive my car, i have to switch license plates with my brothers car, because my tabs are expired...
at 9am i left a trail of gasoline from my house to the muffler place to dislodge the muffler that decided to work its way into my gas tank by melting it...
guy with the double-digit IQ at the shop hoists my car up, has a lit cigarette in his mouth, and is using an electric saw to cut my exhaust, with sparks flying everywhere...i am five feet away from this and trying count my sins while simultaneously shitting my pants...keep in mind - FUCKING GAS TANK LEAK
the muffler and most of my exhaust line falls to the ground, its smoking...and the gas tank now looks like predator puked on it, and has advanced from a mediocre leak to a running faucet...
it is then that i am told to 'get it the fuck out of here' because now the mechanic has a gallon of gas on his beautiful shop floor...
i am now fighting to stay awake, all while driving a dodge stratus down ten mile which sounds like an M1 abrams tank due to the lack of muffler and exhaust pipes, illegal plates as they are not registered to my car, and speeding to get home because i am losing gas so fast that i can smell it doing 55 miles an hour...low profile...
i then park it, place a tray under my car to catch the remaining gas, call a mechanic who fucks me over big time, every time...
i take the gas from under my car, put it back into my car, drive it up to the mechanic's, and just before i leave with my ride that followed me there i take the license place off in an open parking lot while a cop eyeballs me as he drives by...
then i get 1.5 hours of sleep before work...
fuck today...
quote: sometimes you wake up in the morning and wish your parents had never met.
-bill fitch