- Countdown Entry #14
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- 11:21 AM, Thursday, November 19th,
1999:
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- Fellow Online
Supporters,
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- Yesterday Jessica wakes me up by
asking me if I moved the trailer (the one containing
all my 4tvs equipment). Well, no...oh my
god.
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- It was gone. I run outside and
it's gone. And though you can insure almost anything
with Lloyd's of London, unless I could fit that baby
into my garage and put it on my renter's insurance - I
was screwed in Ohio.
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- Jessica loses it, and I just
become all calm for some reason. Don't know how my
body does this. The single worst thing that could
possibly happen right now. I just kept hugging her and
telling her it was only money.
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- Then I start to laugh. It's just
the irony of it all. I quit CD101 to go off and pursue
4tvs, and uhm well now that's gone too. SON OF A
BITCH. I start adding up how much everything in that
trailer costs and I get dizzy. Aside from the trailer
itself. Why the hell does that have to be in a garage
to insure it!
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- So a lady drives up and I ask her
if she had seen that trailer. "No, I've never seen
it..." Yeah it's only been there since FREAKIN' JULY
in the same damn spot...thanks hon. "They towed a
Cadillac out of there yesterday though..."
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- Well, well, well. I'm now
physically ill. Because I can't talk to "they"
(apartment management) until 10 AM, and it's only 9
AM. For the next hour...good God, I'm sure you can
imagine. Because if those bastards towed my trailer
without any sort of ticket, memo...anything...I'm
gonna lose my mind.
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- So we go to the management 20
minutes early and stalk them. One lady is in there but
despite our knocking won't get up. Finally 10 AM rolls
around and another lady comes up.
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- "Did you tow a trailer
yesterday..."
- "Yup"
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- I fall down. I literally got woozy
and had to sit on the ground. No melodramtics here
folks, that's just how my body reacted. It's like the
adrenaline that made me be all reserved and calm
before just drained from my body.
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- So we walk in and the bitch says
to the other bitch (I'm not bitter or anything) "We
found the trailer people!" And she's happy. Like Ha!
We found 'em. And I don't know about you, but being
referred to "trailer people" just didn't rub me the
right way. They gave me the number to the towing
company. I asked them if they could have I don't know
MEMO'D the surrounding apartments, or
anything...
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- "Well some people park far away
from where their apartment is..."
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- This goddamn-puffy haired-MORON
was real close to watching me go ape shit. But I was
still so relieved that my life wasn't over, that I
didn't lose it. She proceeded to tell me there was a
notice on the trailer. Fine, you're a winner
lady.
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- They towed my trailer up past
WESTERVILLE. North of freakin' Westerville. Why, why
would they do this? Any thoughts? Anyone?
Anyone?
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- TO PISS ME OFF.
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- I live in Canal Goddamn
Winchester. So I drive 45 minutes to get my damn
trailer...pay the DAMN charges and get my DAMN
trailer. I see the "note"
A FOLDED WHITE PIECE OF PAPER ON MY WHITE FREAKIN'
TRAILER. Yeah, REAL GOOD. Very nice.
Moron...MORON.
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- So there's my day...there's my
FUCKIN day.
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- Feel free to one up me if you
can...
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- adam
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