Just My Luck

Argh. I have the worst fucking luck with cars. I knew something was going to happen. I was just waiting for it to happen. Well, the first thing has happened today. I had just gotten to work, and I'm driving through the parking lot at about 15 mph, and this fucking bitch in a PT Cruiser starts to pull out as I'm about 10 feet from her, so I hit my breaks, and wait for her to realize that she's about to run into me. This is common in parking lots, I've been in this situation many times... Well, she doesn't realize. She just keeps backing up, and I start honking... Still doesn't realize. So I try to throw it in reverse real fast but I wasn't quick enough so this dumb bitch backs her faggoty fucking PT homosexual Cruiser right into the front bumper of my new car. It was painful. She didn't cause any actual body damage, just fucked up the paint bad because this bumper had been replaced once before and whoever painted it before did the worse possible job that could be done. So the paint is just chipping the fuck off like it's going out of style. It wasn't primed AT ALL before it was painted. What a fucking moron. Both of them, the PT Cruiser cunt and the faggot who owned this car before me. So this lady, she was nice but nonetheless she was a fucking moron. She gave me her info and said she'd pay for it and bla bla bla. Still... It fucking sucks for me. I'm just waiting for the next catastrophe to occur. It'll happen. Luckily, this isn't too bad. I might be able to fix it myself and pocket the money she gives me to 'have the bumper repainted'. *Wink* *Wink*

I'm fucking tired. I need a nap. Today has sucked a fat dick. I feel like laying down on my bed and watching American Pie 3 with the cast commentary on. I think I'm going to do that right now. Peace.

(Be sure to check out Diary of a Pizza Guy to hear about my shitty day at work today, which I'll write in later after I don't feel so assy.)