I'm done being calm...i just want my shit.

man i swear yesterday (thursday) went by slow as hell man...work was slow as fuck! servers kept going down and shit...the milk was all bad yesterday...

So at work damn near 300 people called in about the same issue...i got tired as hell repeating myself for real...but hey its my job so i gotta do the shit ::sigh::

But this is where it gets interesting. when i got off work i managed to get a ride from work to the shop where my car (or whats left of it) is at. when i got there i remember my boy delon wanted me to take some pics...any of you guys remember that mission on goldeneye 007 where you had to take pics? well if you dont then ima show you what i took pics of...first lets start off with delons car..


I mean how you gonna just dump ya shit on other peoples cars thats not yours?



If you really look they got all types of clothing on his shit. i couldnt really get a good picture inside but the shit had pants and shit...i mean the milk was all bad.




I mean they got cd's all on his shit like its a desk or something. i mean even if he said he was gonna pick it up next week dont mean just put ya shit all over it...


And like i told delon they took this nigga tags off his plate!!!! i mean what the fuck man!

These signs started raising alot of red flags man...it started to dawn on me that something is going on here..but ima just sit and watch these niggas fix my shit...So while they were supposed to be fixing my shit i took some pics of what the fuck they did to my damn car...i kept getting pissed



Remember when i told you guys awhile ago these niggas was detailing my shit for no reason? i mean what the fuck is my back seat doing out of my van in the first place!!!put my shit back!




So then i goes to my van...would you belive my new battery that i bought is taken out! i know you have to disconnect the power when working on cars but dammit the battery should of stayed in my car...flat out..



Now i remember only having one fucking bag in my damn car....WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE SOMEONE ELSES CLOTHES IN MY SHIT! THE FUCK!!! somebody homeless in this bitch or something?




And yall know what this is...these fuckers tried to get me to drink this shit!!! and they also tried to get me to smoke a blunt...THE FUCK! they got me fucked up...i dont know these people...and i damn sure as fuck dont smoke either.


So i was there damn near ALL FUCKING DAY! and my shit was still not fixed...i was getting pissed...they get all the way done and now they gotta get one stinky ass ROD...i know it may be a important rod but dammit they should have this shit on deck at all time man forreal. so now the next Question...how the fuck am i supposed to get to work? the fuck man....so i called Eric....no answer...i called him twice...so i called my dad...he picked up on the first 3 rings!!! So i told him my situation and he came and picked me up...it was late as hell as well...

so while we driving back to his place he was giving me some encouraging words..i felt alil better afterwards..(i guess he does read my blogs lmao) after that i ended up staying there for the night and he took me to work the next day.....peep next blog for Friday story.