rain and bullshit and rain
Feb. 22nd, 2003 05:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ateolfbetween last attempting to post and actually getting the damn thing posted: i paid the rest of the semester off...not very much, but it's behind me now...went to class yesterday morning...was only 10 min late or so this time...then i went to work...
i almost had a huge scare w/ my car...i was just a few blocks away from the house i was delivering to, stopped at a light, when my car died...i started it up and it was making a horrible shrieking noise...and it got worse when i accelerated...so i continued on barely giving any gas...then a mile or so away from their house, heading back to the store, it stopped and starting driving as normal as it normally does...then an hour or so later i DID have a big scare...after the aforementioned incident, the battery light came on but i didn't give it much thought...that didn't seem electrical and when weird stuff happens, dashboard lights can randomly go on...i was also thinking it seemed like the interior lights had been getting dimmer...but wasn't really sure...but coming back from a delivery to Mud Island was when shit started fucking up...first, while i was still downtown, i noticed the car wasn't responding to my accelerating very well...also, other dashboard lights started randomly happening...THEN my speedometer quit working...my rpm gauge went next...the wipers quit working (yes, it was raining...it's been fucking raining every day for the last two fucking weeks...) except on the highest speed, and then only very slowly...and the worst came as i was driving down North Parkway, where it crosses under Watkins...(for those non-Memphians, N. Parkway's a big road...almost like an expressway...where it intersects Watkins, there's an overpass w/ giant concrete walls surrounding the road (it's narrows from three to two lanes here as well) and it's on a curve...as Parkway goes underneath, it also dips down in a small little valley: i.e. hill down and hill back up...) all of this translates into a really really really terrible place for your car to break down...this was where it seemed like my car was finally going to give out...i was obviously super-worried...i pushed the accelerator all the way to the floor ("pedal to the metal!" yeow!) as was able to salvage that last bit of power from the car and get just enough energy to make it back up from the hill away from that horrible spot where it would almost definately get hit at some speed around 50 mph...i was able to coast a couple blocks and barely make it off onto a side street before it came to a complete stop...(this time it was an almost ideal spot for a car to die...if such a thing can exist...) i called the store, Donna called Tony and he came and jump-started me...heading back it died two more times...the last time was at the intersection of Madison and McLean, just around the corner from the store...this time it couldn't be jumped...we pushed it back to the store...obviously the rest of the night i was unable to drive...this happened pretty late...i don't remember exactly when, 11 to midnight or so...i did get one more delivery...to Monika, at the Gilmore, which is on the same block as Camy's, just around the corner so i walked it over...that one last big tip helped me out a bit...i ended up doing virtually all of the closing work 'cuz Rusty was busy on the road as he was the only driver...i had gotten in touch w/ Adam and Brad and was graciously allowed to crash on their couch...Brad even made a little bed on it for me...(normally us dudes would've just bedded together, but unfortunately Brad had one of those female-things w/ him...fuckin' sellout...) Adam was kind enough to drive me to my car when we woke up in the early early afternoon...i got it towed to this place around the corner on Madison...i had been almost positive it was the alternator...it was the alternator...(it's at least the third time that's happened on this car...though the last time had been years ago...) i waited there for two hours + watching tv...a good bit of it was watching the coverage of the greatest rock'n'roll show of this or any other millenium!!! Great White: Rhode Island: 02/20/2003!!! ROCK AND MOTHERFUCKING ROLL, BABY!!! at one point Jenna and Daric wandered in to rent a U-Haul...that was unexpected and neat-o...i offered the possibility that i may be able to help them move "tomorrow"...unfortunately, as it stands now, i'm way too tired to be able to wake up in time...i'll barely be able to get up for work...blah...
my car was fixed and i went to work yet again...i was just working a rush, but it was pretty much a fucking close...i normally would have just worked all the way through, but i was so fucking tired and pissed off that the barely-over-an-hour break i did get was very good for me...i went over to Brad's and caught the last hour or so of Snatch...then back to work at midnight...and once again i helped close...though it was three of us working on it tonight and it wasn't too bad...but whatever happens tomorrow night, i am NOT fucking doing any fucking closing work...i am so fucking sick of working...i had tomorrow off earlier in the week...but she had scheduled me to close wednesday night too, and i have class thursday...so to make up for that, she just had me working a rush wednesday and then put me working a rush saturday too...fucking bullshit...i don't like having one fucking day off a week...i'm fucking sick of fucking working right now...maybe finally getting some sleep will help...and not wearing the same exact work clothes for two days straight...
i almost had a huge scare w/ my car...i was just a few blocks away from the house i was delivering to, stopped at a light, when my car died...i started it up and it was making a horrible shrieking noise...and it got worse when i accelerated...so i continued on barely giving any gas...then a mile or so away from their house, heading back to the store, it stopped and starting driving as normal as it normally does...then an hour or so later i DID have a big scare...after the aforementioned incident, the battery light came on but i didn't give it much thought...that didn't seem electrical and when weird stuff happens, dashboard lights can randomly go on...i was also thinking it seemed like the interior lights had been getting dimmer...but wasn't really sure...but coming back from a delivery to Mud Island was when shit started fucking up...first, while i was still downtown, i noticed the car wasn't responding to my accelerating very well...also, other dashboard lights started randomly happening...THEN my speedometer quit working...my rpm gauge went next...the wipers quit working (yes, it was raining...it's been fucking raining every day for the last two fucking weeks...) except on the highest speed, and then only very slowly...and the worst came as i was driving down North Parkway, where it crosses under Watkins...(for those non-Memphians, N. Parkway's a big road...almost like an expressway...where it intersects Watkins, there's an overpass w/ giant concrete walls surrounding the road (it's narrows from three to two lanes here as well) and it's on a curve...as Parkway goes underneath, it also dips down in a small little valley: i.e. hill down and hill back up...) all of this translates into a really really really terrible place for your car to break down...this was where it seemed like my car was finally going to give out...i was obviously super-worried...i pushed the accelerator all the way to the floor ("pedal to the metal!" yeow!) as was able to salvage that last bit of power from the car and get just enough energy to make it back up from the hill away from that horrible spot where it would almost definately get hit at some speed around 50 mph...i was able to coast a couple blocks and barely make it off onto a side street before it came to a complete stop...(this time it was an almost ideal spot for a car to die...if such a thing can exist...) i called the store, Donna called Tony and he came and jump-started me...heading back it died two more times...the last time was at the intersection of Madison and McLean, just around the corner from the store...this time it couldn't be jumped...we pushed it back to the store...obviously the rest of the night i was unable to drive...this happened pretty late...i don't remember exactly when, 11 to midnight or so...i did get one more delivery...to Monika, at the Gilmore, which is on the same block as Camy's, just around the corner so i walked it over...that one last big tip helped me out a bit...i ended up doing virtually all of the closing work 'cuz Rusty was busy on the road as he was the only driver...i had gotten in touch w/ Adam and Brad and was graciously allowed to crash on their couch...Brad even made a little bed on it for me...(normally us dudes would've just bedded together, but unfortunately Brad had one of those female-things w/ him...fuckin' sellout...) Adam was kind enough to drive me to my car when we woke up in the early early afternoon...i got it towed to this place around the corner on Madison...i had been almost positive it was the alternator...it was the alternator...(it's at least the third time that's happened on this car...though the last time had been years ago...) i waited there for two hours + watching tv...a good bit of it was watching the coverage of the greatest rock'n'roll show of this or any other millenium!!! Great White: Rhode Island: 02/20/2003!!! ROCK AND MOTHERFUCKING ROLL, BABY!!! at one point Jenna and Daric wandered in to rent a U-Haul...that was unexpected and neat-o...i offered the possibility that i may be able to help them move "tomorrow"...unfortunately, as it stands now, i'm way too tired to be able to wake up in time...i'll barely be able to get up for work...blah...
my car was fixed and i went to work yet again...i was just working a rush, but it was pretty much a fucking close...i normally would have just worked all the way through, but i was so fucking tired and pissed off that the barely-over-an-hour break i did get was very good for me...i went over to Brad's and caught the last hour or so of Snatch...then back to work at midnight...and once again i helped close...though it was three of us working on it tonight and it wasn't too bad...but whatever happens tomorrow night, i am NOT fucking doing any fucking closing work...i am so fucking sick of working...i had tomorrow off earlier in the week...but she had scheduled me to close wednesday night too, and i have class thursday...so to make up for that, she just had me working a rush wednesday and then put me working a rush saturday too...fucking bullshit...i don't like having one fucking day off a week...i'm fucking sick of fucking working right now...maybe finally getting some sleep will help...and not wearing the same exact work clothes for two days straight...
