I bailed my friend out of jail the other night…have I heard from him? For the first few days yeah, “I’ve got some of your money, I’m getting the rest…”. Sure.
The last message I left on his cell phone was that I needed my cash ASAP. That was two weeks ago. WTF? I guess I just have to start getting mean. I could revoke his bail, send his dodgin’ ass back to the slammer, but that’s not my style. I’m not that mean.
Next time, anyone who wants me to bail them out of jail can sit there for all I care.
Guess I will just have to go to his court date and get my cash.
It sure sucks losing friends.
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Rebuilt a computer for another guy, told him not to call me for tech support. Did he call? Yes. Did I tell him to screw off? Yes, but nicely. Did he offer to pay me? No.
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I guess that instant karma is gonna have to take both of these a**holes.
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Speaking of a**holes, there are some folks who are in my office who wouldn’t be able to figure out how theirs worked unless it was attached.
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I’m home sick with the flu, I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck. My throat is so constricted that I can hardly speak. Ick.
Calgon take me away!

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