Monday, March 9, 2009

Fight or Flight?

Apparently, I'm a fighter.

Someone reversed into my car last week. Long story short, just to look a female, he wasn't paying attention and reversed into me even though I was blowing my horn ad nauseum. The impact was enough to partially raise my car, and raised the back of his low, untinted 1989 Ford Courier whose window was down.

The guy continued on to pick up the woman, then started driving off like he did not just hit my car. I was indignant. I drove him down and right beside him started shouting "You hit my car!!!". He looked... bemused is the best word, and continued driving on. I saw red. I took my car and swung in front of him [recounting the story to daddy later, I was thoroughly cursed out about how a car can be fixed but my life couldn't].

This was 8pm in what could be titled as one of the worst areas in the country, but I just stood there and got all his information while he kept prattling on, saying he didn't feel the hit. My coworkers [all men], said that based on the damage he couldn't NOT feel it. Blah blah blah he didn't want to pay the price my mechanic was charging vs. his [a US$30+ difference] and I just agreed on the amount he was giving me just as long asd I didn't have to hear his annoying voice ever again.

Yeah, I'm a fighter. I didn't just swoon and get scared because I got hit, if I had a machete I would've come out swinging because I was so upset that my car got hit sake of a man looking to dip his noodle into a honey pot he was never going to get. A couple of my male friends were going to "extract" the rest of the money from him, but I told them that it was pointless for such a paltry amount. Still love them though.

Tonight, I realized it was getting worse. We were playing dominoes at work and I got saddled with an extremely lame player. He made a very stupid move that cost us the game and I just got up and backhanded him. I need help... well so do my coworkers that laughed him to scorn.

Peath Owt [lithp thtyle]

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Wrath of God, or Act of Man?

Mood: Happy the electricity is back
Music: Harry Potter 3 on ABC Family
Author: maryjane

So the local power company workers are on strike...sorry I mean "restive".
The power company's grid is set up to work without actual man power...for awhile. So the citizens were warned that if the strike was not resolved soon, there would be power cuts this weekend.

Yesterday morning, my friend woke up. He lives in an area called Red Hills, he had no electricity or water. So there he was, staring at the walls, no BB, no net, no light, no water, no cable...and a neighbour was doing construction next door so lots of noise.
He was miserable. Eventually the electricity came back, but sadly it did not bring the water back with it and he came to my house in the evening to shower, then we went to dinner and for ice cream (yum!).

Just now, some Jehovah's Witnesses knocked on my door. Sigh.
I had just finished preparing dinner and was hungrily eating my chicken and veggies. At first I thought it was one of my neighbours knocking, as I heard the voice of a young lady and she was rattling off some words. I opened the window, nope, Witnesses. Before the older lady could complete her sentence I said, "I'm eating dinner."
Her: "yes we can smell it."
Me: "I'm not interested in solicitors, so just give me whatever material you have."

That was it. I took the "Awake" and shut the window and resumed my meal.
Guess what? The light went off the minute I shut the window.

So...who made the electricity go off?
The "restive" JPS Co. workers? Or the snubbed Jehovah's Witnesses?

I'm soliciting answers, and "No Solicitors" signs.

Peath Owt [lithp thtyle]