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Pity Party!

 
 
ibis the being
16:13 / 23.03.05
Ever feel like some callous god with a sadistic sense of humor is keeping you down for no reason? Right now I do, particularly in the areas of money and car trouble. Over and over I take one step forward, four steps back.

I just started my own business last summer and it's been rough, as is to be expected, but. I'm a contractor & need a truck for work. First I had to take my van off the road because I could no longer afford insurance. My dad was kind enough to lend me a truck. My live-in boyfriend also needs a vehicle for work, bc he drives for a courier co. Next, he rear-ended someone and his insurance co called his car a loss. So he put my van on the road for him to drive, and I drove dad's truck. Then we had to spend $600 to fix the brakes on dad's truck. Also, my brother called and needs dad's truck. So my bf used his insurance money to buy me a used truck for work, just yesterday. And today the drive shaft dropped out of the van while he was on the highway and it's totaled.

Now, I am very very grateful that no one got hurt in that accident, when certainly someone could have. I'm very glad my boyfriend is okay. But I can't help but feel sorry for us - why can't we ever catch a break? We've been struggling for money forever, and every time a little dough comes our way it seems a car breaks down... I don't ask for much out of life, only that it quits fucking me!
 
 
Scrambled Password Bogus Email
17:06 / 23.03.05
I'd (pointlessly and uselessly, given your predicament) highly recommend getting rid of your automotive vehicle.

I haven't owned one since the congestion charge was introduced in London, and my stress levels have dwindled to absolute zero. I cycle, and it's bloody great (apart from taxi drivers, who are homicidal towards cyclists in London).

Ditching my car was absolutely the best move for stress and finances.

So I'll come to your pity party, and be the annoying smiling bastard in stupid cycling gear with a hat on.
 
 
ibis the being
18:15 / 23.03.05
Well, yeah, that would be a great solution if I could carry five gallons of paint, a vacuum, a toolbox, and a six foot ladder while riding a bike.
 
 
Aertho
18:48 / 23.03.05
Baby wagons?

They do have them things that hook up to the backs of bikes that kids ride in, maybe you could tweak one out for your needs?

Stupid idea given you live in Texas, right? Ah well.
 
 
ibis the being
21:20 / 23.03.05
You guys are kidding me, right?

This is the worst pity party ever. *Storming off.*
 
 
Scrambled Password Bogus Email
08:10 / 24.03.05
*snaffles the sandwiches and cider*
 
 
Eloi Tsabaoth
09:21 / 24.03.05
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww...

How's that? Did it come across as sarcastic? Difficult to convey sympathy over the internet. Maybe a picture:


There you go.
 
 
Ariadne
09:24 / 24.03.05
Oh, you're all mean! Poor old ibis. I hate cars (and vans and trucks, I suppose) for exactly this reason - they always seem to break down and they cost a fortune. Hope you have more luck soon, ibis.
 
 
Tryphena Absent
09:28 / 24.03.05
I really hate to say this- you need to buy a newer truck. The newer it is the less often you're going to have to replace things and if you're driving it all the time than an older vehicle is just going to hurt your mind. Add your expenses up and see where they get you and criminy, you live in the States, no one drives over 50 miles an hour, what's with all the accidents?
 
 
Eloi Tsabaoth
09:31 / 24.03.05
Hey, I wasn't being mean, I was trying to convey genuine sympathy. And failing.
 
 
agvvv
09:38 / 24.03.05
I sure felt it Bizunth
 
 
Scrambled Password Bogus Email
09:57 / 24.03.05
I wasn't being mean either! Just useless and not helpful. But full of pity.
 
 
Ganesh
11:00 / 24.03.05
Pfft. Where's the unrequited-lust-object-with-a-partner in that story?
 
 
ibis the being
12:44 / 24.03.05
Oh, yeah, yeah, also I'm in love with a guy who drives a 2005 Toyota Tacoma and he doesn't even know I exist!! Waaaah.

Oh and thanks for the puppy Bizunth.

Nina, I know you're right, the basic problem is having to buy two trucks at once, we've had to split the funds in half. We're totally living on a hand-to-mouth basis right now, though my job seems to continually promise a hunk of money Just Around The Corner. You know, as soon as I get THAT job, we'll be rolling in it - the problem is getting there, and to get there we need two (reliable) trucks.

There was only one accident involved, the rest had to do with the crappy state of our vehicles combined with the absurd level of wear-and-tear my boyfriend's job puts on them. He drives something crazy like over a thousand miles a week, most of them city driving. I think it's insanely unfair that his company pays zero dollars toward car expenses, but what can you do.

Well, thank you all for coming to my pity party, you can grab a goodie bag on your way out. They're stuffed with tissues, chocolate bars, and a VHS copy of Steel Magnolias.
 
 
Ariadne
12:52 / 24.03.05
Oh man, I didn't mean to make anyone feel bad - and didn't even see your post, Biz, before pressing send on mine.
The puppy is very cute.
 
 
Loomis
12:59 / 24.03.05
You lot lay off the puppy. He don't need no pity.
 
 
Tryphena Absent
13:21 / 24.03.05
I hope they have balsam for my nose. The tissues. Not the puppies.
 
 
grant
18:26 / 24.03.05
How much do you and yr boyf knw abt car maintenance? I mean, I don't think I'd be able to do squat about a hinky drive shaft, although I might've been able to detect it before buying the vehicle (maybe not).

I don't think you need pity, you need Car Mojo.

My advice: consult with Old Man Diesel, the Master of Machines. And if you're so inclined, get someone close to say a novena to St. Christopher.

Even if the Pope says he doesn't count, he does.
 
 
ibis the being
22:17 / 24.03.05
Well, my dad did me a "favor" and grabbed the van for me, and I paid him for it sight unseen. Stupid, stupid. Never trust anyone else, not even Dad, to pick out a car for you. It was a piece of shit from the start.

We do have Car Mojo in the form of a close friend who knows about car maintenance. Number one consultant on all purchases after the van debacle.
 
  
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