Dear Mother of BMW Driver,
It is very nice of you to buy your 17 year old a $50,000 car. I understand your frustration that when the car needs repairs, she is unable to rent a vehicle from Enterprise or even get one of the free service loaners. However, just because you and your husband are stupid enough to buy a 17 year old a $50,000 doesn't mean that we have to. Also? Just because an Enterprise rental probably doesn't cost as much as your spoiled brat's car, doesn't mean it's "not worth a penny." Get a grip and fuck off.
Love,
Your friendly neighborhood service receptionist.
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Dear Idiot Lady Who Popped a Curb in her 540,
I understand that since you were so busy applying the antibiotic cream and scar treatment to the incisions from your newest facelift, it made it hard to watch out for that large curb that has the nasty habit of popping out of nowehere to attack your precious vehicle and cause it to now drive "all crazy". However, because your car is "all crazy" doesn't constitute an emergency and it sure as fuck doesn't mean that I will be telling people who have had appointments for over a week that they mean less to us than you do. Yes, BMW is all about service and we would be very poor at providing that service if we were to tell someone that because you popped a stich in your new ass, we weren't going to rotate their tires. I think you might have been exposed to too many narcotics and are, apparently, constantly high.
Love and prayers that this facelift takes and doesn't leave you looking like Lon Chaney. Again.,
Your not as friendly as she was ten minutes ago neighborhood BMW service receptionist
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Dear Jackass Masquerading as an Actual Person,
The ruder you are to me, the later and later your car will actually get in here. Swear to gods, if you were nicer, I would have tried to fit you in sooner to get your mudflaps attached to the back of your MiniCooper, but you, sir, were a shit head. And now? You'll have to deal with the estra mud on the back of said MiniCooper for an extra two days. Maybe when you get here, I'll rub your face in it and call if a Revivifying Facial Mask. I hear it's great for pore-cleansing. Maybe it'll cleanse your soul and you can stop lurking in corners at night, scaring children and old ladies.
Love and kisses and foot in your ass,
Your pissed as fuck all BMW service receptionist.
My cat is asleep on the sofa right behind my shoulders and he's snoring. It's the cutest sound ever. It's a wee snore.
t hearts Aimee
Timelies, all. Re: parents in school. Not only did my mother teach at my junior high, I had her for 7th grade math. Which, though it sounds horrifying, was really okay. I was wildly unpopular and mostly ignored or scorned, and it was nice having someone who loved me close by if I was having a particularly crappy day. I can't even imagine how difficult it must have been for her to see me that unhappy for three years.
My car got towed yesterday! Because apparently I was blocking someone's driveway! It cost me a lot of money and made me sad!
I'll post a more detailed account in LJ eventually, but I wanted to tell you guys.
I wouldn't have thought that math could be non-secular. I mean, it's numbers. What was the non-secular version?
I've seen some stuff about this. Most of the "Christian" objections to "secular" math seem to be around abstract algebra and set theory. Pretty much, those fields will let you do things like define a set of objects, define operations of "multiplication" and "addition" on them, which have to obey certain basic rules, and then you've got what's called a ring, and there's all kinds of neat stuff that happens there. The problem they have there is that this implies that the system of numbers we use is just one of an infinite number of possible ones. That there's nothing "divine" about how we do addition and multiplication -- you don't need to base the system on actual physical things in G-d's world in order for it to work.
And while all this stuff is first dealt with explicitly in undergrad courses (generally one of the first courses that a math major will take after calculus), it filters down in various forms into most math curriculums for younger kids.
Oh, poor P-C.
It gets better: my friend's stuff was in the car, and she left it in there before going back to class. Also, my BFF and I had made plans to go to the Exploratorium, which were then foiled, but we instead went and explored the North Bay a bit, and she enjoyed herself anyway.
You'll love the Exploratorium, P-C. I did.
And sorry about the towage. S and I have both had to deal with that, though not recently (thank Dog).
My car got towed yesterday! Because apparently I was blocking someone's driveway! It cost me a lot of money and made me sad!
That sucks. We had our car towed once because they went and posted signs after we'd parked it that all the cars on our street had to be moved before a marathon. But it was between street sweeping days and we didn't need the car so there was no reason to go look at the change in signs.
They really rack up the money by charging you hundreds and hundreds to store the car at the lot. As it was, we had to wait two days to get our paychecks to get it out and that cost us about $250 extra. Also, the lot was way the fuck out in nowheresville and very difficult to get to.
{{P-C}} Having the car not there is a totally sucky experience.
Hee Aimee! I ventured into a BMW dealership once to test drive their minivan thing. The attitude of the salesperson pissed me off so much I wouldn't have purchased from him if he gave me the vehicle for half price. No I did not feel it was a privilege for him to allow me to buy a car.
Boggled at the notion of Kristin being wildly unpopular and mostly ignored or scorned. It is probably a good thing that I have almost no recollection of my teen years. I'll just create a happy memory in those empty braincells.
