::Mock Rant::
you heard of it here first.
Mock Rant....if you know me then you have probably seen me mock rant. Its when I rant to someone else out loud about something that is bothering me within earshot of the bother-er or someone in control of said bother. For instance...today I got up at the ass crack of dawn to take my car in for an inspection, alignment, break pad change and tire rotation. I was the second person there when the place opened. Despite my dragging my fat ass out of bed and sucking up the fact this was going to cost me money I absolutely do not have....I wound up sitting there for about six hours. My blood sugar hit rock bottom and I had seen all the upper class assholes with their shiny Lexie and BMW's come in and leave. But me and some Asian kid were sitting there for hours. Finally after he and I complained to each other about how badly this is fucking up our plans for the day I got on the phone with my mother.
"yeah, I'm still here....waiting"
"What's being done to your car"
"Apparently its being taken apart and put back together again because I have been here six hours" A manager was walking by and gave a quick side shot. So I kept it up. "I could change these stupid breaks in two hours but the guys here apparently are having an issue" Another manager over hears this.
"Go ask how long it's going to take.."
"You know what....everyone with the shiny Lexus and Beamers are in and out of here in no time but the poor girl with the blue collar redneck pick up has to wait 6 hours" Some upper class guy who was arguing with his spoiled daughter for messing up the front end of her handed to her car turned to me abruptly (two for one...metal....voiced aggravation and insulted a bourgeois!!) with a look of shock.
"Stop...you better keep quiet..." One of the managers scurried to the garage. I watched him through the window of the waiting room as he grabbed my work ticket from the mechanic.
"No, if you have money you get taken care of...if you are ghetto poor you have to wait while they get the royal treatment"
"Skadi, keep quiet...you are going to get into a fight..."
"So what....I don't care...my hypoglycemia is raging because I have not eaten all day because I have to sit here and wait while the upper class go ahead of me?? Must be nice to be wealthy"
Mr. Rich turned back around and just stared straight ahead.
The manager came back up from the garage area with a forced smile. "Okay, you are just about done"
He worked up the bill (1200$!!!) and handed it to me. "Thank you for your patience" I just gave him a look like "who are you kidding?" We both new someone fucked up or fucked off...either way..it took way too long for the truck to get done....I'm not an air head when it comes to cars like the rich daddy's girl in the waiting room. I have seen inspections done-I know hoe long they take, I have seen brake changes-in fact an ex's brother showed me how to change them years ago, I know how long an alignment takes...her camber was screwed but not that screwed. All of that put together should not have taken six and half hours...four hours yes...five maybe...not six and a half.
So there you have it...the mock rant...when you don't have the balls to start shit directly. A personal trademark of mine...I am not sure if I am proud of it or not....I think its another example of my passive aggressive tendencies.
I'm bored. I was supposed to go out tonight and I was really looking forward to it but in light of the fact that I was up at dawn for my car I am exhausted and the last thing I need is to fall asleep behind the wheel or something on the way home from a club....especially after 1200 bucks in repairs. So, I'm just sitting here bored stupid waiting to get tired enough to head to bed.