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12 May 2009
The day my world wing mirror shattered.
I found out at 515am what my face would look like in numerous pieces of glasses.
Some asshole ran into Zappy in the middle of the night and ran off.
Funny how I was actually not overly worked up.
Maybe I'd already decided nothing in this world is worth the effort.
Anger and cussing required too much energy and strength.
After the servicing and replacement which cost one frickin grand, I asked the guy to quote me on the door repair.
$Four-zero-zero-zero???
Whoa... I don't plan to spend that much!!!
Sorry Zappy, you have to remain disfigured until I strike TOTO :(
BTW, if you have no target to vent your anger on, you can help me scold the person who lang-gah into Zappy.
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