Thursday, 29 March 2007

Had fun last night

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 Carona 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.

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