ok, so what a tits-up of a day i've had...
first i fell asleep so i didn't get any housework done...
then i'd just picked my boyfriend up and smashed my car (brand new, might i add) into another car that decided to make a quick turn without indicating, leaving him with only a few scrapes on his bumper and a broken rear light, and left mine needing a new wing, headlight and front bumper. the wonders of modern cars and how they crumble to stop injuries to passengers...if only my boyfriend had whiplash, at least then i'd be able to afford the insurance next year with the compo money...but alas we were fine.
my car though looks a mess...its all cosmetic apparently. but as i said to the recovery guy after he had told me this - "do you think i'd be ok with someone gauging a hole in my face...because its just cosmetic?"
his first words to me were..."are you ok?"
i looked at my car, looked back at him, and replied "no, not really" in a sarcastic tone....he looked a bit bemused.
on the bright side the girl in the shop gave me the wrong change, and i bought a newspaper, baby milk, 1 can of Relentless and 20 cigarettes...for the happy price of 2.57. ever wish you'd bought more?
anyway...i'm off to grumble alone in my pit of doom...(my bed that i like to fall out of)
x
first i fell asleep so i didn't get any housework done...
then i'd just picked my boyfriend up and smashed my car (brand new, might i add) into another car that decided to make a quick turn without indicating, leaving him with only a few scrapes on his bumper and a broken rear light, and left mine needing a new wing, headlight and front bumper. the wonders of modern cars and how they crumble to stop injuries to passengers...if only my boyfriend had whiplash, at least then i'd be able to afford the insurance next year with the compo money...but alas we were fine.
my car though looks a mess...its all cosmetic apparently. but as i said to the recovery guy after he had told me this - "do you think i'd be ok with someone gauging a hole in my face...because its just cosmetic?"
his first words to me were..."are you ok?"
i looked at my car, looked back at him, and replied "no, not really" in a sarcastic tone....he looked a bit bemused.
on the bright side the girl in the shop gave me the wrong change, and i bought a newspaper, baby milk, 1 can of Relentless and 20 cigarettes...for the happy price of 2.57. ever wish you'd bought more?
anyway...i'm off to grumble alone in my pit of doom...(my bed that i like to fall out of)
x
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musical_poet:
*sits next to you*
musical_poet:
sorry for the double post