by Wing-0 » Tue Aug 31, 2010 2:29 am
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGHHH!!!
My luck just doesn't improve... Today was an AWFUL day.
I have a cold after being caught in a brief rainfall last friday, so I stayed here all morning, working on my translation job instead of going to school, feeling sick, annoyed and angry. Then, at 2:15, I decide that I just can't have any more of being in here and decide to go and submit the work I did for a checkup. I park my car, walk to the office of my supervisor, submit the documents and walk to the parking lot. A woman crashed my car with her huge ass pickup. "I know, I know, it was my fault, please excuse me. Let's wait for the insurance agents to come so we can be on our way." An hour passed, then thirty minutes and the agent finally showed up, chatting with his "Blackberry" cellphone. FFFFFFFFFFRAAAAAAAAK!!!
He checks the things, makes a report or whatever it is called, asks for my version of the facts, then the woman, then the security guard, then another security guard, then I have to call a cousin of mine who fixes cars' whatever you call the cover, which is not a big deal in functionality, but Oh! gee, it turns out that my left headlight IS broken, and if I go around with a broken headlight, I can get my ass dragged to the closest police station to get abused by corrupt cops, so I decide to ask my cousin to take me home, he does so kindly, and when I arrive home, my brother is there, watching TV and tells me:
"Dude. Right after you left, we got a call from the mail office."
"A call?" I ask.
"Yeah. They got your package, but their warehouse caught on fire this morning. The parcel aunt Maria sent you went up in flames. Sorry."
I just stood there, dumbstruck, screamed in anger, hit a table, hurt my hand in the process and then went to wash my head to calm down.
ARGH!!!
