Surviving My Life

Obsessive?

Day Four of working at the station. While I find it very interesting, and love seeing how everything works, I'm now learning the interesting layout of the personalities there. i.e. - Who's who, who's nice, and who's not.

So far, everyone's been very nice to me - I even have the tag of "new guy".

Tonight, after doing the six o'clock news, I headed out for lunch - and found myself at the carwash.

See, I'm very obsessive about my car. I hate it when my car is dirty. I hate it when it snows - they sand the roads and it makes my car dirty. I hate it when it rains. The water from the road gets on my car - and makes it dirty.

In any case - fully knowing that tomorrow at some time it might rain, I washed my car anyway.

Look - I needed to get the salt off from it, okay?

In any case, my car looked great after that sweet 10 minute car wash it received in the "Laser Wash".

I got back, and one of the girls at work asked me if I was obsessive over my car.

She thinks I am - but I don't.

I think that I'm normal. I spent a lot of money to buy it (still paying for it now) - why shouldn't I take care of it?

Tommorrow, I clean the rims. I picked up this wheel cleaner at Wal*Mart that just takes the gunk right off the tires.

Cool.

posted by Jeremiah @ 02:19