I’ve been quite busy with work over the past few months but now that I’ve finally managed to remember my Tumblr password I thought I’d log in and post some stuff. I don’t think anybody really cares but I might as well write this for myself.
I’m ill and I’m pissed off.
I was asked to visit the head office today. The journey normally takes me about 20-25 minutes in the car. Today it took me an hour because it was raining. That’s it, a little bit of rain and people forget how to drive, slow the traffic down and make you late. I don’t even want to think what’s going to happen when it starts snowing.
Anyway I parked in a public car park and then…the ticket machine ate my change. I then had to look for an alternative space to leave my precious little yaris in. I did find one and left it there for 3 hours thinking it was all nice and safe but no. I came back and made a terrible discovery…Someone has scratched my little baby :( Now you need to understand the relationship I have with my car. I love it more than most things, it’s never let me down. I wanna find the fucker who hurt it :(
Yes, I love to complain.