Thursday, February 21, 2013

Trying to shove my head through a concrete wall

 Edit: Everything went better than expected.  It was the distributor cap.  Which was only a little over a hundred bucks to fix.  My paranoia got the best of me yet again.  Thanks for letting me rant!

Shit always happens when shit starts to get better.  Period.  That is how shit rolls these past few years for me.  I catch a break, and shit goes to fucking shit.

My car died.  Like an hour ago.  At an intersection.  I stopped at a red light, and immediately when I tried to go after it turned green, it died.  Eighty-eight dollars later and its sitting in a parking space outside my mechanic.  I have to call them in the morning to have them start fixing it.  Then I have to call my insurance agent to see if I can get the tow reimbursed because I have roadside assistance, but they neglected to provide me the actual number for it.  Eighty-eight dollars to tow it like a quarter of a mile, because my mechanic was literally just down the street from where it died.

So, no more being picky about a job.  I can't afford to be.  I've been bleeding money at a steady rate, and I know this is going to take a major chunk out of my cash reserves.  I'm going to have to suck it up and find something that pays so I can get my bank account back on track for the summer.  So I can attend classes at a nearby community college to get my paralegal certification.  That's what I was going to do.  Get a good job so I can take a lot of financial pressure off of myself.  Which would give me a lot of flexibility in the future.  But, that shit costs money.  I figured I could do it with a part-time job, so I could kick major ass in class and try to boost my marketability after I complete the certification.  Now, not so much.  Gotta try and get something to pull me out of what is surely going to be a sweet financial mess.  Fucking A.

This Masked Intruder song is somewhat applicable, because I found out from the tow guy that if I had called it in myself, instead of letting the cop who showed up to block traffic do it, I could have save 20 bucks on the tow.  Hindsight.  20/20.  All that shit.


  1. Sorry to hear that man. Can you go back to your old job? Then again I'm pretty sure that would be no good for you. Hopefully you can find something, or at least take advantage of some good old fashioned socialism and piss off some rednecks.

  2. Glad to hear everything about the car is ok. And best of luck to both of us for finding jobs in the near future. I'm sending out my resume soon.

  3. Them cars... always breaking down when you want then to the least.