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I'm going to whine again... Deal with it.
Summer has been amazing. Really, it has.
Until three weeks ago; that was the first domino to fall.
Mum got in an accident. Most of you have heard, so no bitching there, 'specially now as she's fine. It did cause some financial repercussions though. We owe $500 dollars for the dispatch of two fire trucks to the accident. They apparently arrived after Mum was on her way to the hospital and the car was attached the tow-truck. Yeah. No one called them. They just came to gawk after it was cleaned up. There was no fire. And if there had been, it would have been a gas explosion a good fifteen minutes before they arrived. But it's an ordnance of the city so they came and then charged us for it. Yeah, ******** them. Hard. In the a**. I've lost all respect for the city and our fire department.
Also, we owe my grandpa Bailey four grand for the car. He bought it for us and said we could make interest free payments for him.
And, as this car is also new(er), a higher symbol, and has some value to it, Mum's insurance went up. Plus full we added collision. We now pay over double what we used to. This is also because she had to pay a small claim as she was found at fault. Some how, pulling out in front of someone who's just driving with their blinker on is your fault. He was slowing down to turn and then changed his mind. ******** him.
Well, Mum starts moving around again life gets better. Sort of.
I started working on August 19th. Every weekend. My boss(es) can kiss my a**. I don't get paid s**t and my job is way more demanding than they'll acknowledge. Way more. I get $20 dollars a day, plus commission. ********! Considering I work from 9:00 AM until 7:15 PM, which is over 10 hours by the way, I should be making $64.50 dollars a day at least as that is minimum wage. The most commission I've gotten was a mistake on Becky's part and I got 50 dollars one day. And since that, I'm only really going to get $20 every weekend until we break a thousand in sales again. Like that fluke will ******** happen again. So, ******** them. Even by a pay mistake which doubled what I should have gotten, I don't make minimum wage. Yeah, they can take the garb they gave me and shove it up there a**. Violently.
I woke up today to the most disturbing call ever. My grandpa Rutledge (not the one previously mentioned) was diagnosed with cancer. Not like mum was earlier this year, which was not life threatening, Grandpa might not make it another week. It's in his lungs and bone marrow. Odds are if that doesn't kill him, it being in his bone marrow (where blood is made) it could ******** any part of his body it so bloody feels like.
Dad and Sis are flying home though! So at least I'll get to see them. Life can't be all bad, right?
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