Now that Megaplex is over, I’m like. Trying to recover, but I know I won’t be able to.
Thursday afternoon, right before I was supposed to meet Charlie to help him set up our table, my car suddenly stopped accelerating, no matter how far I pressed the gas. Luckily, I was right —
Thursday afternoon, right before I was supposed to meet Charlie to help him set up our table, my car suddenly stopped accelerating, no matter how far I pressed the gas. Luckily, I was right —
—by the mechanic I usually go to, so I inched my way to them and left my car there. The next morning, they told me that my transmission needed to be replaced. I horribly, stupidly mis-read their quoted price as $280, but it was actually $2,800. I had accidentally approved the—
—repair under the thought that it was a $300 fix, hence my panic on Friday night. I was able to call Saturday morning to tell them to cancel the repair, and they said it was okay. My problem now is that I don’t... have a car. And I have to tow my car, currently sitting at the —
—mechanic, back to my apartment, and then to whatever dealership I go to or whatever to get it scrapped. But I still need another car. I’m still panicking, I can’t afford payments over $200 right now and my credit is aaassssssss. A friend has offered to sell me an old car of —
—theirs to help me get to and from work, but I’m worried about my long run right now. And I have to do all this while going right back to work tomorrow, somehow. And then my stuff with my iPad happened and I have been an absolute mess.
Thank you for your patience with me this weekend. I need to get back to my regular commission openings, but it may prove difficult while I try to figure out this very hard time for me right now. This all has happened right after my move, which absolutely drained my bank account.
I’m like, in trouble, and I’m just thankful for the patience everyone has exhibited during my cranky, shitty attitude issues.
