I can't stand my mailman. I wish I were home when he came by so I could say shitty things to him or stab him in the face. And that's the problem. He comes by so late (after 5 usually) that I don't have the chance to say shitty things to him. Or stab him. And so, the mail goes out from the post office at 11am and again at 4:30 pm. Anything I send doesn't actually go out until the next day because of this. I could take whatever I need mailed to the post office, but on my luck that bastard would come early that day. Plus, what's the point of a mail box with a flag if I'm going to be running things to the post office myself? What the fuck am I paying 42 cents a letter for? Him to go out all weekend and come in Mondays (ooo.. especially Mondays) hung over?
Anything I've ever said bad about my mechanic, I officially take back. Yesterday I was almost at this point, today I'm totally there. Yesterday I took my car to the shop to have the struts done. I drove over there and one of the guys on his crew brought me home. I did all my important stuff that I had to do at my house, took a nap, and woke up to his wife calling saying she would come pick me up. I got the car back, did the errands I had to do, and noticed it was making a strange noise when I went over bumps. I figured it was the new springy things settling. In the evening, I was going for coffee and was going to stop by the cigarette store first. In between my house and the cigarette store are train tracks. I did what I usually do, slowed down to about 25, and bounced over them. My car started making a stranger noise that didn't stop until I did.
I stopped, turned around and drove back towards my house. Strange noise still there. I called the mechanic, even though I knew he'd gone when I picked up the car, in hopes that someone was there. No answer. I decided to come back home. I woke up this morning to him calling me back. He called me back, even though I didn't leave a message. I told him what had happened. Said the noise was like a metallic hum and only happened when I was moving. He said he'd pick it up in thirty minutes so he could drive it into the shop and listen. So, I put my key under the mat and starting in studying more for my final. I got another call about an hour later and his guy said the hub was bad and wanted to know if I wanted them to go ahead and fix it. I said yes and called my dad and let him know. He said the mechanic agreed to be paid on Friday when he comes home.
Sitting in my living room earlier, because it's really really hot outside, I heard my screen door. I peeked out my peep hole and saw a car driving away. I opened the door and the key to the car was hanging on the lever for the screen door. I decided then that I love these guys. My car got fixed. I didn't have to give them any money right now, the picked up the car and dropped it off. He's got to be the most convenient guy in the world.
I'm way too tired to study for this test. I'll probably go to the coffee shop and do it, even though it's a hundred million degrees outside. I just want to drive the car because it drives so nice now. It doesn't feel like it's going to shake apart into a million pieces when I stop at a red light anymore. Plus I need to go get cat food before the cats start planning my unfortunate demise because they had to eat dog food earlier today..
Anything I've ever said bad about my mechanic, I officially take back. Yesterday I was almost at this point, today I'm totally there. Yesterday I took my car to the shop to have the struts done. I drove over there and one of the guys on his crew brought me home. I did all my important stuff that I had to do at my house, took a nap, and woke up to his wife calling saying she would come pick me up. I got the car back, did the errands I had to do, and noticed it was making a strange noise when I went over bumps. I figured it was the new springy things settling. In the evening, I was going for coffee and was going to stop by the cigarette store first. In between my house and the cigarette store are train tracks. I did what I usually do, slowed down to about 25, and bounced over them. My car started making a stranger noise that didn't stop until I did.
I stopped, turned around and drove back towards my house. Strange noise still there. I called the mechanic, even though I knew he'd gone when I picked up the car, in hopes that someone was there. No answer. I decided to come back home. I woke up this morning to him calling me back. He called me back, even though I didn't leave a message. I told him what had happened. Said the noise was like a metallic hum and only happened when I was moving. He said he'd pick it up in thirty minutes so he could drive it into the shop and listen. So, I put my key under the mat and starting in studying more for my final. I got another call about an hour later and his guy said the hub was bad and wanted to know if I wanted them to go ahead and fix it. I said yes and called my dad and let him know. He said the mechanic agreed to be paid on Friday when he comes home.
Sitting in my living room earlier, because it's really really hot outside, I heard my screen door. I peeked out my peep hole and saw a car driving away. I opened the door and the key to the car was hanging on the lever for the screen door. I decided then that I love these guys. My car got fixed. I didn't have to give them any money right now, the picked up the car and dropped it off. He's got to be the most convenient guy in the world.
I'm way too tired to study for this test. I'll probably go to the coffee shop and do it, even though it's a hundred million degrees outside. I just want to drive the car because it drives so nice now. It doesn't feel like it's going to shake apart into a million pieces when I stop at a red light anymore. Plus I need to go get cat food before the cats start planning my unfortunate demise because they had to eat dog food earlier today..
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