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What the heck?!?
Someone sideswiped my car. That's right. Someone hit me.
There I was at Wendy's, minding my own buisness - eating lunch with my friend Donny - when I come out and there it is. My clean car. With the front bumper looking like it had been mauled by a Wookie.
For those of you that know me, there are three things in my life that I obsess over constantly - My work, my computer, and my car.
There she is. Before she was defiled by that evil woman driving the beat up Ford Ranger. I know who it was that hit my car. She almost hit me pulling in. Then, after hitting my defenseless car, she drove away.
It's going to cost me 450 bucks to get it fixed now.
She better hope I don't find her.
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.
Watch Me.
For the last three days at work, I've been told the same thing - "Watch me" by several other people. The deal? They're hoping that I learn what they're doing by watching them.
Unfortunetly, my learning style isn't the way they think it is. I learn by doing, not by watching. Especially on a system as complicated as the ParkerVision system.
*sigh*
I'm growing tired of sitting bored staring at people.
Tonight, I'm bringing Tetris.
