Here’s more on getting to know more about me. Like everyone, I have a few pet peeves or things that just really set me off. One is having to repeat myself - which I will have to change since I am hearing impaired now and am often asking others to repeat themselves. The other is to insult my intelligence, which sends me into a fury. Someone had to take me to that point today. Allow me to explain....

I own a 1985 Chevy Caprice Classic; my very first car which I got 2 years ago. In March of this year I got into a car accident and I still say I got screwed. But that is another story. Due to the accident there is major damage to the rear passenger side of the car. After reporting the accident to the insurance companies, the guy who hit me found my car and tried to rip the front bumper off. Why? Because I was going to fight him on it and he knew that due to where the damage was on my car, I had him by the balls. But I had to let it go because I didn’t have the money to fight. Another great thing about being poor and on disability!!!!

Now, let’s fast forward to the present, shall we? My roomie’s ex- roommate knows about my car and I guess was talking to a guy who works for a tow truck company. The guy has the same type of car as mine and was interested in buying it. The ex- room mate told the guy I would let the car go for $150. I really didn’t want to because the engine was still in good condition but, since there was so much damage, I complied. Now why, when the guy gets here, he tries to buy the car for $80!!!!!! I was fucking livid - for a few reasons - and here’s why?

First off, I remember this guy from a few years back when my ex and I had a 1984 Buick in great condition but the engine was blown. Not knowing any better back then, this guy played us and got that car for only $40. Now he agreed to buy my Caprice for $150 but then wants to try to play me a second time and only want to pay $80. He had me fucking twisted!!!! I should’ve won an Oscar for my acting because if you were to have seen my face, you would’ve never known just how pissed I actually was. Oh, I am fucking good, nah, check that, I am fucking great!!!!!!
But like the saying goes, “Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me...”