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I'm just a poor little Heffer, trying to survive and live life to the full amongst the rest of the cattle around the world, before I am eventually led to the slaughterhouse.....

Tuesday, 29 December 2009

Life sucks, and men are arseholes....


Just when I thought this year could not get any worse, bearing in mind there are only 2 more days until the year has ended, I have to be proved wrong once again in a cruel manner:
Last night I took out a couple of friends for a couple of games of pool and a boogy in some bar - I volunteered to be the designated as one of my friends hadn't been out in a long time, and usually ends up being the driver when they do venture out at night time, bless 'em. On the way back home, my car began to make some peculiar noises, kinda sounded like a tractor. Thankfully the car didn't break down or die on us and I vowed to get car down to garage the next day.
So next day I begin short journey to garage, but was told I had to go to another twice as they didn't deal with diagnostics etc. Yet as I made my way from one garage to another, the condition of my car got progressively worse; the car was just getting slower and weaker, the exhaust was misfiring, everytime I went down in gear or used the clutch, the engine kept cutting out and became harder to restart.
Just metres away from the entrance of the final garage my car decided to conk out completely on me. If only it could have gone a extra few metres.....
Damn thing was blocking the entrance to the car garage, which in itself is not a major issue, but the attitude of the drivers that were trying to get in or out was sooo pig like.
And yes they were all bloody male, hence the title. I don't what it is, but they seem to think revving their engine really loudly is going to make me move my car or make me feel bad...
For f**k's sake my car broke down!!! I didn't just decide to park my car there and put my hazard lights on for a laugh did I.
F**cking twats.
After the lads at the garage managed to push my car the rest of the way (uphill of course), they had a quick look and basically told me that the whole engine could be buggered but said they would need more time to have a look.
Meanwhile I can only picture how hard my life will be without car - need car to get to work as no public transport going to workplace, can't get to running club, can't get around as easily in general.
If they can't fix my car, I am SCREWED...........

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