I can't let this thread die. Here's the rest of my grievances.
1.My parents refuse to stop calling me EVERY DAY now that we moved into an apartment (although this is just me being rebellious, I know they care)
2.I just realized I forgot to buy peanut butter. Bought crackers, not PB.
3.I have to go to work tomorrow, to listen to fat slobs demand extra services. I sit there, behind the front desk in my little red shirt, saying Hi to people walking in with stupid problems on their cars. "Well Mr. Whoever, we've determined the problem was caused by abuse. Maybe you-"
The guy flips. "Are you telling me I'm abusing my car?! That damned car has cost me more damned money then sending my kids to college! I want you to tell your boss that he better be careful, or he'll lose customers!"
God. Not my fault people can't fix their own cars. So they come to us, and we listen to their spleen.
4. We still have a bunch of stuff in boxes that constantly trip me as I rush out the door on my way to listen to said spleen.
5. My father has decided that Black Magic, my M551 Sheridan, is taking up too much space in his shed, so he hooked a tow chain to it and tried to pull it out. He broke the axle on his tractor, and claims it was my fault. I told him I could've moved it, I have the keys.
You'll forgive me, but you must be mistaken. I've met your makers, and they don't even know your name...
GIVING CHASE- ORDO HERETICUS FIC (Updated Mar. 19)
Hat in the Ring