December 26, 2009

• Before/During/After Christmas

  Have you ever seen something happen that would lose faith in humanity?

  Before Christmas, I went with my dad and grandmother to Target to buy a gift for my sister. Buying a gift for my sister was pretty simple because she wanted me to get her a pair of earphones that she could run in, so I didn't have to get anyone's opinion on what to buy. I had the right mind before going into Target. My grandmother was bitching and complaining about my driving the whole time that I was driving to Target, and I finally reached an empty parking space but my dad and grandmother wanted to find something closer.

  The thing with me is that I'm not the type of person who likes to waste gas trying to find a close parking spot. If there's a convenient parking spot right there in plain sight, I'll go for that spot...otherwise I'll just find the nearest parking spot and don't give a shit how far away it is. So went spent another minute looking for a parking spot, and spotted a parking spot that was almost half covered by a Mercedes. Just because I know humanity so well, I knew that someone was going to try and park there. As we were walking towards the Target store, a woman was trying to pull in. She had a long car, and I knew that she was either going to fuck up the parking spot...or she was going to scrape against the Mercedes trying to get in.

  And, of course, I knew that she was going to scrape it...and I witnessed it all happening. We were walking by and I said "oh yeah, that's gonna work. You do that. Yeah, okay". The whole time, I wonder what she was thinking. Is she just THAT fat that she HAS to damage a Mercedes bumper just so she can get a parking spot that's not even close enough to be even worth damaging a Mercedes. But she did, for what reason is beyond me.

  Stuff like that aggravates me because my car is a witness to those kinds of bad experiences. The first time my car was hit by a woman driving a truck, and all she did was left a business card on the front windshield. It took me a week to find out who the owner of the truck was. The least she could of done was get her slutty-ass skinny legs up to the house to tell me that she hit the car and give me her insurance information and call it a day. People just don't want to assume responsibility.

  My car was damaged a second time, but it was a hit and run. The bumper isn't bad, it's just scraped...just like the Mercedes. I don't have the money to fix it, so it's just an imperfection for the time being. I'm not going to scrape up against a car just because she's in my parking spot. If it's really that bad, I'll notify the store to notify the owner of the vehicle that's taking up two parking spaces. People don't want to assume responsibilities for their own actions. By her mentality, if someone was parked halfway in my parking space, I could very well get a jack hammer and beat the shit out of her car and it'd be okay because she's in my parking spot. But to me, if someone is parked halfway in a parking spot...I may leave a note being like "just because you have a Mercedes doesn't mean you can take up two parking spaces on holiday shopping, but not actually try and park my car there just to get my point across.

  And I bet that woman didn't even tell the Mercedes she scraped against the car.

  Anyways...

  I bought my sister some 25 dollar earphones...which are really nice, and spent the majority of my time checking out women as they passed by. That holiday shopping brings all the hot mama's to the yard!

  Fast forwarding to Christmas:

  I got 250 dollars, glasses, a Gillette complete kit (body wash, deodorant, razer, and shampoo/conditioner), 120 cans of Coke (I'll be busy for a while lol), 10 dollar gift card to Game Stop (my sister knows me too well), and a  muscle car calendar.

  Pretty much got all I asked for. Christmas went pretty good until I realized that I left my wallet at my aunt's house 120 miles away. It's no big deal...at least I know it's in same hands.

  That's it for me. Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas.

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