Saw the doctor for foot surgery in 2 weeks, that went well, left and went to grocery store across the street, the office called back and said another doctor needed to see me, so I left the grocery store to go back to the doctor’s office, but driving there I hit a curb and popped a tire on my truck avoiding a crazed woman driver, should have just rolled down my window and shot her to keep her out of my lane
Left the truck and went to the doctor, got cleared for surgery but it took another hour
Then went to change the tire on the truck, that took another half hour. So wasted the whole morning.
Tried to fix the tire at home, but couldn’t. Went to the tire store, it will cost $300 and they can replace it tomorrow.
Then went to grocery store because I had to leave the store earlier without any of the food.
Got home and Zelle’d $$$ to a guy who works at one of my apartment buildings but I locked up ALL my bank accounts because they are a mix of commercial accounts and personal accounts and Zelle doesn’t work with commercial accounts so they froze everything. 40 minutes on the telephone with the bank to get that all fixed.
Now I am just SORE, probably from working on the truck tire, lifting it into and out of the truck bed, jacking up the truck with the crappy cracker-jack quality jack that came with the truck, blah blah blah. I'm really killing it as a crabby old man today.
Poured a bourbon. Get off my lawn, I'm not in a mood to put up with anyone today!
Left the truck and went to the doctor, got cleared for surgery but it took another hour
Then went to change the tire on the truck, that took another half hour. So wasted the whole morning.
Tried to fix the tire at home, but couldn’t. Went to the tire store, it will cost $300 and they can replace it tomorrow.
Then went to grocery store because I had to leave the store earlier without any of the food.
Got home and Zelle’d $$$ to a guy who works at one of my apartment buildings but I locked up ALL my bank accounts because they are a mix of commercial accounts and personal accounts and Zelle doesn’t work with commercial accounts so they froze everything. 40 minutes on the telephone with the bank to get that all fixed.
Now I am just SORE, probably from working on the truck tire, lifting it into and out of the truck bed, jacking up the truck with the crappy cracker-jack quality jack that came with the truck, blah blah blah. I'm really killing it as a crabby old man today.
Poured a bourbon. Get off my lawn, I'm not in a mood to put up with anyone today!
