Just DAMN. I get a call from Nick this morning telling me he’d been in yet another wreck on 285. This is the second one this year. Each time he has been rear ended by some asshole who a) was tailgating and chatting on the phone, b) was uninsured and c) was black. Draw whatever conclusions you wish from those facts. Anyway, in each case his truck has suffered zero damage. Thank the gods of traffic that we got that gas guzzling 6 cylinder 4WD Ranger!! We never wanted that sort of truck, but we got a racehorse deal and it’s saved us from going through 2 cars this year alone.
This time, the chick who hit him was driving a rental car that was borrowed from her cousin who, of course, didn’t pay the $5 extra to insure it. Nick didn’t call the cops since this dumbass would have been taken straight to jail for driving a car NOT rented by her and having no insurance. He figured, what the hell, the truck was fine and she was in enough shit as it was. Merry fucking Christmas.
As much as I hate the fact that the truck sucks gas, if we’d had passenger cars on the road every day this year, we’d be going through them like water. Hell, we almost lost my car as it is, wouldn’t it be GREAT to lose mine plus two others? It’s time to fucking move. This town is just crap and getting worse.
In other news, Nick’s company didn’t pay them on time this week with NO notice or explanation, which means I get a notice from BoA that “they ain’t no money in your accounts, YO”. Nice. And since I cleaned out my account yesterday to pay off the frelling JCP card that Nick neglected to pay for 2, yes TWO months I’ve got no money in the biz acct. The big fat check that a client owes me is conveniently lost in the goddam mail and we’ve pilfered savings for something else, so the upshot is a transfer from one of the credit cards. That is SO fucked up. I can’t remember when the last time I’ve had to use such “creative” financing.
This year has sucked big hairy donkey balls and I just wish it was OVER. I’m stressed out from all the new client activity. I just found out that the online magazine I update was moved abruptly to a new host and I’ve no idea what is going on. Money is frelled. My goddam PO box is useless. Ah, yes, what a wonderful morning.
GRR. If you don’t need to talk to me today, it’s best that you don’t. I’m currently a bit “touchy”. MEROW! CK CK CK! FFFFFT!