Here I present you a more interesting topic (at least for the adults). The most interesting week of my life started with me getting my car repossessed. Oh yes! I never thought it would happen, but It did. Now heres the crazy tale behind that.
It was early in the week, I had a few days off from work and I was spending it fooling around. I had finally gotten my second paycheck and I did the first thing any adult would do, and I paid the biggest bill I have-which as we all should know right now it's only my car. Still trying to follow that up with rent you know. Just a girl trying to grow up here or there, I guess.
I want you guys to keep in mind that it was a couple of days late because I was waiting on my second paycheck. However I guess you could say it was my fault for being a social piece of shit, and not letting them know that they were going to have to wait a few days. I try my best to avoid moments like that, but here we go back to my life. I remember getting a million phone calls and voicemails not to mention they were calling my baby's daddy's father as well, feeeeeelll the cringe.
That isn't the worst part of the story though. Theres nothing worse than coming home on a Friday night, parking your car in the usual spot taking in the sights for a little bit before you creep into the house. Finally you get a moment to yourself to masturbate and become one with the YOUniverse. Next thing you know a relative comes home and wakes you up and asks where your car is. You wake up with confidence but when they point out to you the spot where your car should be, and how its not there. You jump up and freak out and all you could do was call 9-1-1. Who could've stolen your car in that short amount of time? 9-1-1 answers and in a panic you give them your information, as you try to keep your composure.
Sadly the officer gets back to you and lets you know that your car was repossessed, and that the information will be issued out tomorrow. You hold your head down and go to your room where you cry and try and call your bank and find out where they have taken your best friend to, and how much it cost to get him back. You lay there embarrassed as this might have completely stopped you from getting a new car from them. You are determined. You scrape up whatever little money you had left and you cash out your retirement as this is an emergency. You lay there in worry, once you fall asleep you wake up scurrying to your phone and you call the bank. They give you the info but its gonna take a few days. You're waiting and pacing trying to make sense of yourself. You walk down the street and get some air.
Another day goes by and you call the bank; lucky for you they have the info, however now you have to catch a ride to go pick up the key and empty the car just in case.You take a nap before your ride gets here, you get your wits together and you haul ass to the bank to get your money and try to send a money order. Not the easiest thing in the world, but you get it done. Now it's a waiting game, you wait for the bank to call you to let you know they received the money. A few hours go by and you take a nap. Finally your phone rings and you rush to pick up, "Your baby is ready for pick up." You catch a ride and you stumble into the office. She has the release papers ready and you sign them. You come out and walk through the gate, she slides you the key and you run to the car and now your whole life is back on track.
Moral of the story: PAY YOUR BILLS !!!!!!
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