well....
More car problems. And it has to go into the shop to get fixed, too. And Dad's acting like...you guessed it. Supreme asshole. He made me call off work, but oh no, I'm forced by work to find someone to fill in for me. Danielle's gonna come over in about an hour to pick me up and she'll pick me up after work, which I do appreciate. I can't afford to lose those hours.
With whatever money I start earning now, it's all going into a new goddamned car. Or at least a decent used one. So to anyone out there who I might be buying Christmas presents for...you might have to have to miss out this year. Sorry to sound selfish, but my needs come first. *sigh*
Dad thinks I won't be able to earn the disability claim. He thinks I'm too young and I have too much work experience behind me to earn jack shit. Well, why the hell have I gone through all of these interviews and now a physical to test my breathing capacities?
With whatever money I start earning now, it's all going into a new goddamned car. Or at least a decent used one. So to anyone out there who I might be buying Christmas presents for...you might have to have to miss out this year. Sorry to sound selfish, but my needs come first. *sigh*
Dad thinks I won't be able to earn the disability claim. He thinks I'm too young and I have too much work experience behind me to earn jack shit. Well, why the hell have I gone through all of these interviews and now a physical to test my breathing capacities?