The Plight of The Water Pump

I had a great week! No really, I did. I can’t say I had a shitty work week, but I did. At the same time I learned so much over the last couple days that I really am starting to think, “This is THE job for me!” Other than that, I lost a really good Best Friend over money issues. I wasn’t seeing eye to eye with her. It was my fault, I can be a dick sometimes. But yeah, shes not talking to me anymore. Then I have a great Friday night hangin’ with my neighbor “Check it out” Randy. Giving and getting gardening tips. I woke up this morning to start a long list of projects; one of them going to the store for cigarettes. I start my 86′ Pontiac Bonneville, the only car that has been worth anything, and it lets out a scream like a thousand screech owls instantaneously dying. GREAT!! Not one problem until now! When I got my first paycheck from my new job! The water pump? How could it be? It has just WORKED, how can it stop? How can it stop, on me? Damn you 1986 Corroded water pump. Needless to say, “Check it out” Randy was going to once again volunteer part of his Saturday for me. My task, going to Advanced Auto to pick up the “Goods”. That triggered a pit so deep in my stomach, I didn’t know off the top of my head how much a 1986 Pontiac Bonneville water pump was! I fingered $80 dollars in my wallet and set forth on a spiritual journey. Good thing you can pray with your eyes open! Got there, to my amazement it was only $33.16………………… I am relieved. I am the only man who has possibly the worst luck and the best luck in the whole world.

Moral of the story, sometimes it’s not worth it to get all upset and throw obscenities left and right. Sometimes, just sometimes, you get lucky! If you don’t, then Fuck it!

PEACE,
Justin