thecabbie
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Grr.
Okay so when I ran ot of the house yesterday afternoon, I left my motorcycle parked at the top of the driveway, not in it's usual spot next to the driveway. Why? Because I couldn't breathe enough to roll it out of the way, and I didn't feel like I was breathing well enough to ride it to work. I took my car and left the bike in my wife's spot. No biggie. Called her and told her to just park behind it.
My daughter took the liberty of deciding to move it for me.... Yeah. That's what I said WTF?
She insisted to my wife that it was not a problem it went just fine. Of course, When I got home at 6;00 am today, I woke her ass out of bed and asked her how she managed to pick it back up. It's a 600lb bike. She knew she was caught in a lie.
Yup, chrome side cover with a dent, scratches on the tank, and a mirror that I had to move back into place. Gee... How could I tell it had been dropped?
You know? I gave up on my cars years ago when the older one got her license. That was when I knew they would have trash in them, dings, scratches, dents. All the stuff that comes with teenage drivers. The bike is mine though. I wash and polish the damn thing weekly. Hey I can't afford nice sports cars and rich people toys. I have kids in college. Leave my damn Honda alone!!!
Sigh...
Okay end rant. Just irked. Especially about the lying part when she spoke to my wife.
Speaking of wives. The poor girl is working a hell week as rough as mine this week. She has already pulled a couple of 12-13 hour days this week. We have not seen each other since sunday night. She is totally stressed out at work. Soooo....
I sent her a dozen roses this morning at her office. Yup, I'm a good hubby.
Okay so when I ran ot of the house yesterday afternoon, I left my motorcycle parked at the top of the driveway, not in it's usual spot next to the driveway. Why? Because I couldn't breathe enough to roll it out of the way, and I didn't feel like I was breathing well enough to ride it to work. I took my car and left the bike in my wife's spot. No biggie. Called her and told her to just park behind it.
My daughter took the liberty of deciding to move it for me.... Yeah. That's what I said WTF?
She insisted to my wife that it was not a problem it went just fine. Of course, When I got home at 6;00 am today, I woke her ass out of bed and asked her how she managed to pick it back up. It's a 600lb bike. She knew she was caught in a lie.
Yup, chrome side cover with a dent, scratches on the tank, and a mirror that I had to move back into place. Gee... How could I tell it had been dropped?
You know? I gave up on my cars years ago when the older one got her license. That was when I knew they would have trash in them, dings, scratches, dents. All the stuff that comes with teenage drivers. The bike is mine though. I wash and polish the damn thing weekly. Hey I can't afford nice sports cars and rich people toys. I have kids in college. Leave my damn Honda alone!!!

Sigh...
Okay end rant. Just irked. Especially about the lying part when she spoke to my wife.
Speaking of wives. The poor girl is working a hell week as rough as mine this week. She has already pulled a couple of 12-13 hour days this week. We have not seen each other since sunday night. She is totally stressed out at work. Soooo....
I sent her a dozen roses this morning at her office. Yup, I'm a good hubby.

I need it right now. Forgive me folks, but I must vent...
Probably didn't help that I went into a downward spiral attitude wise when it happened though.