Well, I made it to California!
I've been bitching about how much I hate the South East for YEARS, and I was finally able to get off my ass, load up my Volvo with all my belongings and road trip it across America to the promise land.
It was a treacherous journey. I had a blowout at 70 mph in Oklahoma. Got towed to a little po-dunk, middle of nowhere tire shop where the guy sold me some cheap used tires. Less than a few hundred miles later, the tread flies off the cheap piece of shit tire and tears up my car, again going 70mph on the interstate, only this time I was just outside of Amarillo, Texas. So, I call up this tire place "Patrick Goodyear" in Amarillo. The owner is all acting like he's a nice guy, and he's going to help me out. He sends a guy 30 miles to put a new tire on my car, then we drive to the shop and I get one more (so my front tires are the same). Two used tires. $35 bucks a piece. I was thinking how much worse it could have been. Then the fucking asshole owner springs the bill on my for over FOUR HUNDRED FUCKING DOLLARS. For 2 used tires. Oh yeah, and he charged me $100 an hour for the 2 hours it took his guy to come out and get me. First off, that's an exaggeration, it wasn't that long. Second off, he NEVER TOLD ME IT WOULD COST ANYTHING! What a piece of shit. Taking advantage of people when they have nowhere else to turn. Fuck Amarillo, Texas, and fuck Patrick Goodyear. The Better Business Bureau will be hearing from me soon.
Well, I did finally make it to Los Angeles. It took me 3 days of driving. I slept in my car for 2 nights at rest areas. It wasn't the worst trip, except for the tire shit. So I get to LA, park my car on this little secluded street in Silver Lake. My friend lives in this older hippy community, on a little dead end street that should have no through traffic. I had my nice Trek mountain bike locked to my bike rack, secured to my car. I figure "Hey, this is a little secluded street in a nice area. No need to worry about shit right now." Meet up with some people, go out to dinner, I get back, LESS THAN 5 HOURS AFTER ARRIVING IN L.A., and guess what??? My bike has already been stolen. I loved that bike. It got me through many car issues, and I love mountain biking. And it wasn't cheap! It was a good bike. And some dickless piece of shit fucking jacked it as SOON as I get here. Great. Welcome to California. Someone took bolt cutters and snipped off my lock, cut it loose from the bike rack and took it. Oh, and the front wheel was flat, so they had to have had a truck or something to throw it in. ARGH!!!!! This fucking trip has beat my ass a bit.
Hopefully this is the last of my worries. Although, I still need to find a job, and a place to move into in March. I got here and out of the SE, so that is all that matter. I'm here to chase my dreams, while I still can. So... game on! Wish me luck! And if you live in LA, please tell me some good places to check out. It's huge and there's so many people and so many places, I don't even know where to start. I just want to check out some good music or art....
Shit's been rough, but at least I'm still smiling!
I've been bitching about how much I hate the South East for YEARS, and I was finally able to get off my ass, load up my Volvo with all my belongings and road trip it across America to the promise land.
It was a treacherous journey. I had a blowout at 70 mph in Oklahoma. Got towed to a little po-dunk, middle of nowhere tire shop where the guy sold me some cheap used tires. Less than a few hundred miles later, the tread flies off the cheap piece of shit tire and tears up my car, again going 70mph on the interstate, only this time I was just outside of Amarillo, Texas. So, I call up this tire place "Patrick Goodyear" in Amarillo. The owner is all acting like he's a nice guy, and he's going to help me out. He sends a guy 30 miles to put a new tire on my car, then we drive to the shop and I get one more (so my front tires are the same). Two used tires. $35 bucks a piece. I was thinking how much worse it could have been. Then the fucking asshole owner springs the bill on my for over FOUR HUNDRED FUCKING DOLLARS. For 2 used tires. Oh yeah, and he charged me $100 an hour for the 2 hours it took his guy to come out and get me. First off, that's an exaggeration, it wasn't that long. Second off, he NEVER TOLD ME IT WOULD COST ANYTHING! What a piece of shit. Taking advantage of people when they have nowhere else to turn. Fuck Amarillo, Texas, and fuck Patrick Goodyear. The Better Business Bureau will be hearing from me soon.
Well, I did finally make it to Los Angeles. It took me 3 days of driving. I slept in my car for 2 nights at rest areas. It wasn't the worst trip, except for the tire shit. So I get to LA, park my car on this little secluded street in Silver Lake. My friend lives in this older hippy community, on a little dead end street that should have no through traffic. I had my nice Trek mountain bike locked to my bike rack, secured to my car. I figure "Hey, this is a little secluded street in a nice area. No need to worry about shit right now." Meet up with some people, go out to dinner, I get back, LESS THAN 5 HOURS AFTER ARRIVING IN L.A., and guess what??? My bike has already been stolen. I loved that bike. It got me through many car issues, and I love mountain biking. And it wasn't cheap! It was a good bike. And some dickless piece of shit fucking jacked it as SOON as I get here. Great. Welcome to California. Someone took bolt cutters and snipped off my lock, cut it loose from the bike rack and took it. Oh, and the front wheel was flat, so they had to have had a truck or something to throw it in. ARGH!!!!! This fucking trip has beat my ass a bit.
Hopefully this is the last of my worries. Although, I still need to find a job, and a place to move into in March. I got here and out of the SE, so that is all that matter. I'm here to chase my dreams, while I still can. So... game on! Wish me luck! And if you live in LA, please tell me some good places to check out. It's huge and there's so many people and so many places, I don't even know where to start. I just want to check out some good music or art....
Shit's been rough, but at least I'm still smiling!
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Thanks so much for the really awesome comment on my Just Fucked set!