I got in a fender bender on Thursday. Nothing major, but it needed some cosmetic repair. My driver said he'd fix it over the weekend and I worried, but said okay. He'd bring it back to me on Monday.
My driver is now awaiting trial or court or something for drug trafficking.
His wife called and my car is still out front but, apparently, doesn't work. It's too far to cab and if I did I don't know what he's taken from my car. Can't call RACQ because they won't drive the car to my home, just to a petrol station. The wife suspects it's just the battery from him connecting the lamp to it to fix it so *fingers crossed*.... says nothing looks missing.
Now I have to wait until 3 to get my GOOD fucking driver (y'know, the drug free one that HAS a license - yes I just found out he had no license, too) gets off work so he can take me to my car and we can get her started to go home.
Poor Emily (the car)... I hope she's okay.
I should've just fixed her myself.



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Oy. 


what a wanker!!!

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