Ok, enough of that. She died in the middle of traffic today and pissed me off so I have little respect left for her right now. Thank God for a kindly and beautiful woman with her cute little Chihuahua in a lovely white jeep that pushed us out of the road. That woman is an angel and I need to thank her on craigslist, MySpace, and any other free local classified that I can find because she left as soon as we were clear. All I could do was wave thankfully…. Thank you kind beautiful lady with the cute Chihuahua in the lovely white jeep! Bless you, your pets, and all of your children and your children’s children and their children too! May you all have the best forever! Thank you, thank you, thank you.
So now that we know that Red is dead and gone, coming back to life no more, I hope to get another car soon, this week soon. I emphasize the word hope here because I have no idea what is in store for me at the dealership; I may run away screaming in frustration if they don’t throw me out for belligerent behavior. Car shopping is number one on my Shit List of Things To Do. Salespeople are among the most immoral creatures that the public is forced to deal with; they are in the same category with HMO’s, bill collectors, and telemarketers. They are not even good enough to be called scum, always and only working for their own betterment and gains. I’m going to have a hard time keeping an open mind with a low tude level.
I’ve been doing my homework though, I have the consumer reports list of best buys (I should get the list of worst buys too, now that I think of it), and I think I know what to demand as far as payments and options, but I am still scared to death. They really do have all of the power in the end; I am no good when it comes to kissing ass, bowing down, or taking what is just offered. I am that anal person that reads every unreadable line of the contract to make sure that I am not being screwed, or at least to make sure that I agree on what I’m getting screwed on. The car buying process takes all day and sometimes two, I think that the time it takes is the second most annoying thing besides the salesperson themselves; and after having dealt with all of that they may not even find me worthy of having a car. That would really piss me off.
Everybody wish me luck and another great car that will last at least six years like Red did. If it’s just not in the cards then I’ll be walking and cabbing for a long time to come. The cards…. Yes… I must do the cards on this issue….
Anyway, among the terrorizing car stuff, and other general life issues, I swear I would be popping pills to meet my maker by now, but I logged onto my school tonight and saw that my latest grades had been posted. They were enough to make me rethink suicide and keep going another day. I got an A in ethics and a B in math; proof that my brain isn’t mush and that I may actually be useful to someone that will pay me money to do something someday. And to prove that I am not just delusional, I took pictures of my grades! (obvious bragging)
I got that A last minute and overnight; I honestly did not start on my final until the night before it was due, and before that I had a middle of the road B. Can you believe that I made a 100% on that final? I can’t believe it… I’m still trying to soak it in. I better not let it go to my head though, this cannot become habit; but at least I know I can do it when I need to.
I really gotta give myself props for this though… I am the shizzznit ya’ll (Doin the happy dance)!