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My Life Thus Far
2006-05-12 07:00:15 (UTC)

My World Is Coming To An End

Or at least, it feels that way. I've never been one for
over-exaggeration. I'm not prone to melt-downs, temper
tantrums, nervous breakdowns, anxiety or panic attacks...
But, there's a first time for everything and I think I'm
having one now. My chest is tight. I feel like I can't
breathe. It's 11:45pm, I can't sleep because I've got a
knot the size of a grapefruit in my back (and the
whole "can't breathe" thing isn't helping with that
problem). You wanna know what's causing my current
flustered state? MY FUCKING CAR!!! You wouldn't believe
the story if I told you, which I will. I'm still having a
hard time figuring out what happened. All I know is, my
car is severely damaged. Not superficial paint damage, but
in need of body work damaged.

Snookums decided that instead of going to dance tonight,
we should go out on a date again. You know, to take
advantage of the limited amount of time we've got
together. So, I agreed. I didn't really feel like dancing
tonight, anyway. We had a nice dinner at the Chinese
Buffet. Then we went to Bremerton Lanes to bowl a little.
Well, Snookums wore sandals and forgot to bring socks. So,
I brainstormed for a minute and came up with the idea of
going to a store down the street that sells a little of
everything. So, I head to Yak's (that's the name of the
store) and came back in less than 5 minutes. Well, the
parking spot that Snookie had originally parked in (and I
was attempting to re-park in) has a HUGE boulder next to
it, with a tiny orange cone by it. When we first parked,
I'd noticed the cone, but not how big the actual rock was.
I averted the orange cone when I re-parked, thinking that
that meant I'd missed the rock, but no. The rock extends
about 3 feet beyond the edge of the cone. So the entire
back passenger door got caved in by this boulder. To add
insult to injury, the cashier from the bowling alley was
on a smoke break, he sees me hit the rock and starts
laughing hysterically at me! This pissed me off more than
anything. I wouldn't have done that to anyone else. This
is serious (at least to me it is). I asked to speak with
the manager, she'd already gone home. So, the laughing
employee calls her so I can speak with her and she says
SHE DOESN'T WANT TO SPEAK WITH ME!!! Can you fucking
believe that! She refused to speak with me. All I wanted
to ask was why she put a fucking boulder at the end of a
parking spot without taking into consideration how it
would affect maneuverability in the parking lot. From the
looks of the rock, I wasn't the first one to hit it.

Since we've been home I've taken a Vicodin (I'm about to
take another one..or two) thrown a temper tantrum (threw
all the clothes in my dresser on the floor, beat up my
pillow and jumped up and down on our bed, screaming) and I
devised a plan of action. Tomorrow, I'm calling in sick to
work, dropping the girls off at daycare, taking the car to
Phil's to get an estimate, then I'm going back to
Bremerton Lanes and I'm talking with the manager. I'm
going to show her the damage, present her with the
estimate and I'm not giving up until we come to some sort
of agreement. Even if it means I go there everyday after
work until I either get my car fixed or I get arrested. It
may sound hotheaded and unrealistic, but that's my plan A.
Plan B is have my insurance pay for it (which I don't want
to do, because it'll raise my rates) and Plan C is to pay
for it out of pocket (which I also don't want to do,
because I'd have to dip into our savings or put it on a
credit card, which aren't viable options). It also means
I'd have to drive around in my fucked up car until I put
away the probably thousand dollars it'll cost to fix it.
You don't know how much I just want to rewind and start
today all over again. This has been the most fucked up day
I've had, BY FAR, in a long time.

If I don't get tired soon, I'm going for a run. I'll try
taking another Vicodin. Somehow, I think going for a run
with narcotics in my system, at midnight isn't such a good
idea, but I could be wrong. Ciao. God, I hope tomorrow is
a better day. I'M SO FUCKING PISSED!!!




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