2 posts tagged “cheated”
Happy fuckin' Friday 13th.
The whole day went alright, until about 10 PM last night. Andi, Jayne and I were driving to a show, when I swear to you a pothole about the size of a T-rex came out of nowhere and fucked my car's front end up. I was mentally head-desking, while Andi and Jayne were "oh shit"-ing as we pulled into a church parking lot (ha ha God, ha ha).
I get out, and yes, the tire was flat. Rim looked ok, but tire--flat. So what the hell. It's dark, there's like one streetlight, and I don't have my phone. Jayne doesn't have her phone. Andi, however, had her phone, so we called my sister.
My KIND AND LOVING SISTER, in no uncertain terms, basically to go fuck off because she was with her boobie-boo-boo kissy-wuvvy John. And did not have time to come FUCKING HELP ME. Us. And then she got all defensive when I grabbed the phone away from Andi and was PISSED AS FUCK?!!
Did I mention also that, at this point, I notice a little trail of fluid flowing away from my car? I get down on my knees (in my skirt and white shirt) and notice a little drip coming from where my radiator is (it's dark, I couldn't see the radiator itself, just drippies silhouetted against the orange glow of a seedy streetlamp).
So, Andi calls Cooter. Apparently he felt the need to bring Alyssa, Jennifer, and Other Random Girl along with him, so they just sat around talking in some weird language that started a lot with "skwiz". Cooter successfully puts the spare on, and comments that he can't find any damage on the tire, and that it might have just had the air knocked out of it. Please Goddess please. Cooter looks under the car, under the hood, he's not 100% sure about the radiator, but he said if I went straight home I would be fine.
Oh, and I neglected to mention how, once Cooter got the spare tire on, the cheap jack that comes with the car for such emergencies then tilted, and fucking BENT itself to an unusable state. Piece of shit.
Andi and Jayne gathered their stuffs, piled in with Cooter and left on their merry way. I limped my merry way back home and watched Metalocalypse, silently fuming at my sister. Dumb cunt. I'm so completely and utterly giving her the cold shoulder the whole weekend. I haven't spoken a word to her today, and the shitty part is I don't think she's noticed.
That's the shit that hurts the most, damn it. If her number had even popped up on my PHONE at ten o clock at night and I didn't know if she was somewhere safe, I would have saddled up right then and there for a fuckin' rescue.
Now my work schedule is all fucked up cuz I'm having to bum rides and shit. I rue the realization that up in Tennessee, Sonja and other awesome people are at Bonnaroo, drinking and dancing all night and all day and having fun.
A quick meme before work, courtesy of Sarah!
Rule: Summarize your life in a six word memoir, with optional photo illustration.
~Afterword~
...Because someone is going DOWN.
How's that? :D I know, I cheated. Don't make me get that witch hat!
Participate if you like :P
