Oh well. I'm not going to be able to take that job that I would have loved so much. It's just not possible with the car repair bills and even with massive research and second opinions, it's still going to cost a lot to get it fixed.
Last night I wrote a letter to the would have been boss to let him know. I felt bad having to write that letter but what else can I do? I mean, do I need the powers that be to smack me upside the head before I realize that I've only had three HUGE signs telling me that leaving my current position is very bad idea? How much louder must they get before it sinks in?
First they brought about a second job potential at the same time, starting me out full time when I needed it. Sign one. Sign two, they sent on a fricken hurricane for crying out loud! Sign three? The car. The car with potentially deadly problems if not fixed soon.
So I have the message loud and clear now. It's a bummer but what can ya do. Just do what I gotta do and eventually I'll find something else when the time is right.
And I was going to say more but unfortunately some douche bag just drove by with his bass blaring louder than any bass I've ever heard and I got to sit here and listen to my car alarm go off. Completely broke my concentration. Man I hate people.
------Five minutes later...still racking brain for lost thoughts and ideas-----
Yep. Gone. Thank you assfuck. Thank you so very fucking much for being a thoughtless prick and blasting your shitty fucking music, disturbing the peace.
Posted by S. Faolan Wolf at December 28, 2005 09:41 PM | TrackBackBass in ya face!!
The worst part about those cars is that the people in them can't even hear the music. They play it that loud because they think YOU want to hear it.
Posted by: Maine at December 29, 2005 12:56 PMThat sucks ass. The loss of the new job and the stupid fuckwad with his loud bass. If a car with really loud bass drives next to my car for more than 30 seconds, I start feeling nauseous for some reason, and I think the next time I it happens, I'll yack out my window on their car.
Posted by: Viki at December 29, 2005 04:27 PMCrap like that only helps send you on around the bend when you're in a bad mood. Don't give up, you might not have to be a slave to the dollar forever.
Posted by: Jeffro at December 29, 2005 11:06 PM