Wake up to a phone call today, its my best friends ex trying to con me into getting me to help (do all the work) her and her friend move in 2 weeks(no money involved). Half asleep and unable to make up a good excuse I'm sure i sounded like a fucking idiot....but thats fine, fuck her.
Went outside, and fired up my 89 toyota 4x4 and climbed underneath to get a closer look at the tranny leak (appears to be leaking through the lower portion of the dipstick. Naturally theres tranny fluid everywhere, but i see something else...coolant. But where is it coming from, theres no coolant in the trans. Follow it up and everything is soaked. get halfway up and see that the head is bone dry. Look closer and i can see a trickle of coolant coming from between the two. FML!!! Bury my fist in the fender and start swearing like whoa. As if I'm not already pissed off enough from my truck failure, sore hand from punching fender and realizing I have to get the money i dont have to buy another truck to plow with, I have to listen to my mother and my brother fire off ten thousand stupid ideas like bring it to the dealer ship or go buy some head gasket sealer.
So I hook my brothers truck up to my trailer and go cut his GF's lawn (in exchange for using the truck, now and in the future) however she did make me some delicious cookies WIN! Naturally the lawn is over grown and im there for 2 hours.
Swing by my house to deal with the fuckload of leaves in the yard. Fire up my monster cart blower, go to throttle it and the thing shuts off. Throttle cable snapped. Not that this is a huge deal, but the new assembly from lesco is like 60 bills and its sunday. So I go to get a cheapo unit for temporary. Had to go to 4 stores before i found one that worked. Put it on and of course it doesnt work right so i have to hold the thing to keep it at full trottle. Clean the leaves up and mow the lawn in the dark. Didnt have time to cut the other lawn i was gonna do today, or help the elderly lady down the street get rid of all her leaves, which i wanted to do, its getting to be too much for her and she was always good to me when i was a kid.
Talk to my father, we need the plow truck that we now dont have to clear the parking lots for our business. Hes always against projects and tells me to get rid of them. Now i say im gonna get rid of the truck because its a shitbox with a ton of problems above and beond the head gasket. He tells me im stupid and should just fix it. As if i have time. I swear he just likes to contradict me. Either way with winter coming, i have to do something fast.
Get dinner, then go grab a few brews with my friend and his girlfriend. Then her friend whos seemingly always on her period and has a severe case of cunteitus joins us. She sits there and bitches about how her job at hess is so fucking difficult (lifes tough, get a fuckin helmet) while his GF runs up a huge bill. Then the bill comes, and his gf who is against separate tabs, insists on breaking down the bill even tough she cant seem to do simple math. Took us 20 minutes to pay the fuckin thing. Of course he didnt say anything and i cant blame him you gotta pick your battles. Were just trying to have a convo while she "figures it out" and neither one of them will STFU for two seconds and im sitting there thinking damn im glad i dont have a gf.
Now I have to decide wether to get another yoda pickup or upgrade to a 1 ton dump (I also run a small lawncare business).
All in all a bullshit day....thanks for reading my book.
Went outside, and fired up my 89 toyota 4x4 and climbed underneath to get a closer look at the tranny leak (appears to be leaking through the lower portion of the dipstick. Naturally theres tranny fluid everywhere, but i see something else...coolant. But where is it coming from, theres no coolant in the trans. Follow it up and everything is soaked. get halfway up and see that the head is bone dry. Look closer and i can see a trickle of coolant coming from between the two. FML!!! Bury my fist in the fender and start swearing like whoa. As if I'm not already pissed off enough from my truck failure, sore hand from punching fender and realizing I have to get the money i dont have to buy another truck to plow with, I have to listen to my mother and my brother fire off ten thousand stupid ideas like bring it to the dealer ship or go buy some head gasket sealer.
So I hook my brothers truck up to my trailer and go cut his GF's lawn (in exchange for using the truck, now and in the future) however she did make me some delicious cookies WIN! Naturally the lawn is over grown and im there for 2 hours.
Swing by my house to deal with the fuckload of leaves in the yard. Fire up my monster cart blower, go to throttle it and the thing shuts off. Throttle cable snapped. Not that this is a huge deal, but the new assembly from lesco is like 60 bills and its sunday. So I go to get a cheapo unit for temporary. Had to go to 4 stores before i found one that worked. Put it on and of course it doesnt work right so i have to hold the thing to keep it at full trottle. Clean the leaves up and mow the lawn in the dark. Didnt have time to cut the other lawn i was gonna do today, or help the elderly lady down the street get rid of all her leaves, which i wanted to do, its getting to be too much for her and she was always good to me when i was a kid.
Talk to my father, we need the plow truck that we now dont have to clear the parking lots for our business. Hes always against projects and tells me to get rid of them. Now i say im gonna get rid of the truck because its a shitbox with a ton of problems above and beond the head gasket. He tells me im stupid and should just fix it. As if i have time. I swear he just likes to contradict me. Either way with winter coming, i have to do something fast.
Get dinner, then go grab a few brews with my friend and his girlfriend. Then her friend whos seemingly always on her period and has a severe case of cunteitus joins us. She sits there and bitches about how her job at hess is so fucking difficult (lifes tough, get a fuckin helmet) while his GF runs up a huge bill. Then the bill comes, and his gf who is against separate tabs, insists on breaking down the bill even tough she cant seem to do simple math. Took us 20 minutes to pay the fuckin thing. Of course he didnt say anything and i cant blame him you gotta pick your battles. Were just trying to have a convo while she "figures it out" and neither one of them will STFU for two seconds and im sitting there thinking damn im glad i dont have a gf.
Now I have to decide wether to get another yoda pickup or upgrade to a 1 ton dump (I also run a small lawncare business).
All in all a bullshit day....thanks for reading my book.
