This Is My Swan-song
May 27th, 2007 by Bobosan
…And the transmission dies in the car. This is it kids, I’m royally fucked now! Ever try delivering pizzas when you can’t reverse in a car? Do you know how much of a bitch it is to only go forward for 8 hours? Do you know how hard it is? I do…I did it today! And I have no choice to not do it. If I don’t have a car, I can’t deliver. And if I can’t drive, I surely can’t be a manager and take deposits to the bank can I? So, basically I’m FUCKED. I have no idea what to do this time. Last week it was my starter that died. I’d kill for it to only be a starter this week.
Transmissions aren’t cheap at all. I suppose it could cost anywhere from $900 to $1500 to rebuild the damn thing, and that’s $900 I just don’t have. I feel so damn cursed right now. Why do cars and I not get along? More importantly, what do I do now? I’m truly alone and off the reservation on this one. I suppose the only option I have is to sell the car for what it’s worth, and get some cheap ass $1000 car on a loan. Hopefully I can pay off my current loan with Home Federal if I sell this car for junk. I’d hate to have to pay two car loans and still drive a damn junkie.
With the death of my much-hated Saturn, I have truly given up. Ever since I moved out here, things have gone wrong, and I’ve faced them with a smile and have got through them. This isn’t one of them. All I have right now is Danyale. Even then, I just want to curl up into a fetal position and just cry about my luck. If I could only cry… But, I can’t. I’m shut down. It’s all over now. I’m tapped out financially, and I might as well start selling my own blood and semen to finance my new car. I’m screwed.
I have no way to fix my car. I have not the means to readily get a new one. I am truly alone right now, and although when Danyale tells me it will be alright, I can’t believe her—because I know better. I know that my car is junked. I know I can’t fix it. And, I know I’m 600 miles away from any family that could help me out. What to do….what to do….
Hey baby,
I already told you that things will be well. You can still call on your family and even though they aren’t right around the corner…they’re still there for you. Just call your dad and see if he can help you out for right now…I love you and I know you’re just going to say no thanks and ignore me…but hey…at least I tried. I love you baby.
-Danyale