Recap of the week

I've been gone this week so there's been no updates. Not that it matters much anyway; I don't have a hoard of visitors/readers anyway.

But what I've done is gone up to visit my Foxy. I would have gone last Sunday if I weren't away shopping for clothes I couldn't find and had to settle with something less because I needed it.

I needed - really needed(!) - to do this. I was almost getting depressed with missing him so much. The first three days I got exactly what I needed; cuddles in plentiful! Serious conversations are not to be underestimated! During this week I got to cook for more than myself (and I didn't have to shop for it either, yay!) and I got to drive a little, under the worst kind of circumstances; I was driving two reeeeeaallly drunk middle age men, playing AC/DC at the loudest volume of the car stereo when I was tired, had a slightly lowered blood pressure and had a splitting headache. It was good practise and I did well - better than I thought I would. I really like driving so I'm happy to take any opportunity I can to drive some, even if I have to drive pissdrunk men who need to stop to piss all the time. It wasn't my car, otherwise I'd never drive drunk people. My = my dad's car.

And it doesn't matter; when you are drunk, you are a retard. I had to pull out with 3 middle aged not so bright people when sober, whilst they were piss drunk. they were completely retarded, and then when I was driving two of them to a rock bar, the dumbest of them all's cellphone broke or ran out of battery, so he was gonna borrow the other drunk's high-tech cell, and neither one were very gifted with technical things like phones and computers. They had me stop the car so they could try to make a phone call, and after an hour's frustration the dumber one said almost crying: "I hate this fucking technical stuff! It's so advanced it doesn't even work! Piss phone! Can't even make a single call!".

I didn't even look at the phone, but I'm pretty sure the issue was that when you insert a new SIM-card into a cellphone, you get a text-message with an installation kit, you need to install it and restart the phone before you can use it, and the number he was trying to find in the phone book - well - it was on his phone; he didn't save it on the card.

But oh well. It was interesting picking the owner of the car up later that night. I was supposed to pick them both up at the rock bar, and then drive them both home, so I was quite surprised when I got a call from the dumber one's wife saying the owner of the car (and the "advanced" cellphone) was ready to be picked up. I have no idea how they got there, and it seemed like they didn't know it either. I'm guessing they took the bus after being escorted out for being too drunk. Why the owner of the car didn't continue on the bus home is beyond me. Maybe he wanted to after party, but the wife didn't want two drunk retards partying half passed one AM, so she called us. It is possible they managed to call the wife and she went to pick them up, but it's a mystery to me.

Well... Now I'm gonna take my splitting headache and head to bed so that I can go to work tomorrow.

G'night.