Probably one of the most open/whiny/depressing/rant-ish posts I'll write on BG.
I can sort of relate. My ability to communicate is slowly disappearing, and I'll most likely die sometime this summer or early in the fall. The people in charge of the one clinical trial that could potentially do anything at all are basically rejecting me because they don't like me. Even if they decided to treat me, it'd only add a year or so to my life. Still wouldn't be enough to finish college, get married, or whatever else life is supposed to involve. My ability to learn new concepts is so badly impaired anyway, I wouldn't be able to do much other than collect social security for the rest of my life. This is obviously vastly different from the physical disability you have, but it more or less has the same result for me.
I still go to college and mostly don't tell anyone about my situation. I don't hook up with anywhere near the amount of women that I could, because I know they'll inevitably touch the back of my head where I have a plate and screws in my skull(and I'll have to explain that). I don't seek long-term relationships because there isn't a long-term for me, and I don't want to hurt anyone. I pretty much don't give a shit about classes for obvious reasons, though I go to them to pass the time. Overall, I just find living really akward.
Whether it's cystic fibrosis or inoperable brain cancer, being absolutely assured that you're going to die soon is tough when you're in the age range we're in. I really have nothing encouraging to say that isn't basically "enjoy da tyme u gotz left dawg" or "yolo broski," which I know you've heard plenty of variations of. If nothing else, you're probably the best looking terminally ill person on BG.
Haven't had anything fried in almost 3 weeks. "Treat" myself to BK and nearly vomit 5 minutes after eating.
Random fail: Got promoted at the beginning of the year but due to the increase in taxes I am making less than I was last year. (Take home, obviously, could give two shits about gross income.)
THANKS OBAMA.
Random fail, started talking to this girl on OKCupid, things going good, now she starts texting me wanting to go out this week. I realize it is Valentine's Day week and now I have to come up with a reason to blow her off for at least one week without blowing her off completely and forever...thinking about going with the "oh man work is just crazy this week" route, but I am having moral dilemma about starting things off with a lie, bad karma and all that.
Yeah... why not just go out with her? Valentine's day is some made-up bullshit that I can't believe anyone actually pays attention to anyway.
I have real fail this time.
So, I go to a gas station,
I say "Ten Regular"
I hear back "Ten Regular?"
I respond with "Yes" and run into 711, I'm in a hurry. I buy my slurpee and come back outside, I see he's just finishing putting gas in my truck. I think to myself "Well, that's odd". I have 10 dollars in my hand. I give the ten dollars to the guy. He looks at me and says "80 dollars" in a very very very fucking thick accent. I'm just confused.
I repeat "I said ten regular"
He looks at me and says "No, you said fill up"
At this point I'm annoyed because that 10 dollars of gas was my lunch money for tomorrow. I'm broke as shit. He says a lot of shit to me that I honestly did not understand. Several people are coming up to me and telling me to just pay him, which in turned made me even more god damn annoyed. I kept repeating "I do not have 80 dollars"
Finally, some random guy says "You just fill out a form and pay over the week". I said "I'll fill out the form but I don't know how I'm going to pay as I have no money". Gas Jockey looks at me with a stupid smile on his face like I'm the one being the idiot here and he finds it amusing.
We go inside, he pulls out the form thingy and keeps repeating to me that I HAVE to pay over the next week or he'll call the cops. I again told him how broke I am. I finish the form. I ask him "When is the manager here, I'd like to talk to him about this." All he said to me was "I did my job" and laughed at me. I again asked him when the manager gets there. He said and did the exact same thing. This went on for about 10 times, each time I'm getting angrier and angrier. I finally couldn't take that fucking laugh anymore before I had to force myself to leave before I said or did something very bad. While he was laughing at me I asked him a few times if he could stop because I was finding it very disrespectful. He just laughed some more.
I know I don't have to pay it and even if I did, I'm not going to. I know I said "Ten Regular". I'll be going back to that Gas Station in the morning and filling a complaint against this barely English speaking fucktard.
But brightside. I got a full tank of gas for 10 bucks.
Gas isnt self serve there?
Really? The last time i had someone fill my tank (god that sounds way too homoerotic) was when i drove to DE in the summer and filled up in NJ, since its apparently a state law. Before that...never that i can remember since ive had my license.
I live in NJ.
State Law in Oregon as well.
Banning self-service blows my mind. Can minimum-wage JERBS really be so important that legislation is necessary for this?
The other 48 states seem to be getting along just fine.
@ Anoat I think you should just go out with her... but try to pick something somewhat casual on wed or Fri because Thursday is going to be stupid busy. Normally I advocate against red roses on valentines day, but the amount of bonus points for spending $5 on a single stem is probably worth itAnd if she's crazy you can totally play the "I just said yes because its valentine's day" card.