Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Oh, What a Day!


All day yesterday, I had my blogger page open and ready for story-telling, but for some reason, I held off. I suppose it was because yesterday wasn't over yet, even though I figured most of the action had already happened.

I woke up at 4am to some asshat's car alarm going off. Car alarms are the stupidest inventions ever. They do nothing to prevent theft at all. They just make a really loud noise so that everyone within a three-block radius can be annoyed for two minutes because some light vibration like a loud bass or a dump truck occurred near someone's easily agitated car alarm system. Even if a thief were involved in the detonation of this alarm, I doubt anyone cared to do anything about it. No one does anything when they hear car alarms. What's the point of having one?

On the topic of cars, I also wanted to mention how retarded insurance policies are. I took my car in for a paint job because over the course of my owning it, the car has incurred a number of dents and dings as a result of the complete morons who open their doors too wide. I wanted to try using my uninsured motorists insurance because it covers incidents like these. I called Progressive and spent more time than I would have liked explaining what happened and answering insignificant questions administered by a brainless phone monkey. At the end of all that, "someone will call me back". That's all the information I got. Simply being able to talk to the person who was going to call me back would have made a lot more sense.

I was pleasantly surprised to receive a prompt phone call from a claims adjustor who told me that I would have to file a claim for each dent individually. You've gotta be fucking kidding. I don't think even one of the repairs meets the $250 deductible. Stupid. So, I'm paying for everything out of pocket, which isn't great, but my car is not looking as hot as it should be, so it must be done.

I didn't think I would be able to top the aforementioned annoyances so soon, but yet again, I was wrong.

Yesterday, I came home to find that my roommates' Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, Woogie, shat himself and got it all over his bed and the carpet nearby. I looked around and started laughing. As you can see from the picture in the link, this breed has especially long hair. The task before me was huge and disgusting. So, I spent half the evening holding the dog under the kitchen faucet and waiting for its monstrous dingleberries to wash down the drain. I spent the second half blasting it with a hair dryer and watching The Daily Show with the volume all the way up.

I told Fongfong what happened when she got home, so she'll be leaving Woogie in the kitchen from now on. Some might feel sorry for him, since Zoey gets to wander freely. But all she does is find a sunny spot of the carpet and sleep for 10 hours; it's not like she's partying.

On top of all this, my wireless internet isn't working and I still can't get my TV tuner card installed. (Not that I can even use it without the internet.) Maybe today will have fewer "surprises".



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