Took some cars out for
thrashin last night (well I didn't, I was just a passenger, bastards wouldn't let me drive their cars
coz they thought I'd blow something up, jeez you blow up one persons gearbox and you get a bad rep for life). It was fun, haven't been out to do shit like that in ages (as most of my
friends drive these
poofy little riced up piece of shit show cars that they are to afraid to take out and thrash).
The first car we took out was a
friends Mitsubishi lancer (it's a
piece of shit, been
tellin him to sell it and by an s13 or a v8 or maybe a series 4 or 5
rx7). I've been at him for ages to take it out and do a
touge run in it. It was sort of fun but scary, man that car's got some shocking
understeer (he really needs to upgrade the suspension, tyres and brakes), even though we weren't really going that fast (only about 130 - 140km/h, which isn't that fast for the road we were on) I was
freakin out
coz all the bloody thing wanted to bloody
understeer off the bloody road through just about every corner and almost put us into the bloody trees. Tried to get a video of the run on me camera phone, but it didn't come out real well.
Later that night I went out with another
friend in his new
Toyota C
arona wagon that he bought to use as a run around while his
wrx is off the road
gettin some more work done to it. We decided to take it bush bashing as me
friend had never really done any before (he's bloody 24 and his never
takin his car bush to do some
dowies,
driftin or just
tryin to jump stuff, sad! but then again his never really had a decent car to do it in before
coz all the cars he's owned have been crappy show cars). It was pretty cool, made the car over heat though, and it end up
breaking down after we got back into town, which was a pain in the ass, spent ages
fixin it then I had to push start the bloody thing to get it
goin.
Can't wait to
get my licence back now!
Have to bloody work again tonight, it's ridiculous, it always feels like it's
Friday night, the rest of the week goes but so quickly that it feels like every time I wake up its bloody
Friday again and I have to work. I only work their 10 hours a week now and it still feels like I live there.
But
that's not the worst part of working at
woolies, its the
embarrassment of working there. I have to lie about what I do so people don't find out. It'll be like, your talking to some hot chick you've met and the conversation will eventually come around to what I do for a living and I have to make up some bullshit story, because if you tell them you work it
woolies they're like "oh" (in a very unenthusiastic/
disgusted sort of manner), and then look for an excuse to stop talking to you and get the fuck out of there. A
friend of mine didn't
believe me, so I
proved it last night when a chick asked me where I worked, and sure enough I got the "oh". And its not just the chicks, everybody looks down on you if your a lowly supermarket worker.
I've got to get myself fired!!!
Just got to think of a cool way to do it, one idea I've had was to go and open a box of condoms up and fill the
frangers with mayo and then just go and peg it at a few customers or
somethin to
freak'em out. That ought to do it.