Discussion in 'General Chat' started by Bergdorf Goodwill, Feb 7, 2007.
Sorry your workout got screwed in the process, however.
Having extremely long needles placed into your spinal column is not a fun way to spend an afternoon.
I had no idea you were into the kinky stuff.
I caught my favorite sweater on a chain link fence and ripped a big hole in it.
20000 pissed off poasts. Well done, you fucking babies.
now there have been 20,000 posts (you see, as you wrote your post there had only been 19,999, thus making it invalid).
That will teach you to run from the police.
Why would they want to acknowledge fault when it'd be their insurance that takes the hit?
lol. Thanks E. it ain't that bad. just not pleasant.
This describes the other driver to the letter. He jumped out of his car yelling at me after he'd spent the last mile tailgating me and driving like a madman.
They shouldn't want to acknowledge fault, but they're still at fault. I don't blame this guy for not wanting to pay a deductible, ticket, and higher insurance rates, but that doesn't make it OK to lie and say he wasn't the cause. The simple fact is that this guy's aggressive driving resulted in an accident, and, were he an honest person, he'd admit that this all happened due to his behavior.
I know it sucks to have to say "yeah, I caused this." I've been in that situation in the past, and it blew. However, just because something sucks doesn't mean you can decide to be dishonest and fuck someone else over in the process.
if anything losing a lot of weight in the past has taught me its that if you can get anything in, be it 5min of running/10min of biking/10 walking, anything... its better than nothing, its like your body knows you made an effort and will increase its metabolism anyway.
later that afternoon I did a grocery run at trader joes, a korean woman in a brand new Audi A8 was having a difficult time backing out of her parking spot. In fairness the Queens Trader Joes Parking is a total clusterfuck. The two other women that were with her actually got out of the car and just stand there and don't know how to help/help her back out.
I'm already parked and see that she actually just pulls back in increasing the hysteria/confusion/mass honking from others who want her spot. I ask the women if she needs help pulling out and they nod in unison. i was thinking I'd help her by directing her out with hand signals, but the driver actually gets out of the car and I end up backing the car out for her. Again in fairness it was a tight spot, and a very large car (brand spanking new audi a8) and the denizens of queens had been lurching forward the whole time and honking escalating the situation.
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(asian women/sometimes are sooomtimmmes stigmatized as being bad drivers).
I get into the Trader Joes and remember I have to buy a memory card for my camera, go into the Staples next door and try to pay for it, only to realize that I forgot my fucking wallet at home.
not to suggest that you were at fault in any way, but over the past few years I have gotten into the habbit of pulling over and letting anybody who tailgates me pass. I figure, I'd rather see the crazy ones in front of me rather than behind me.
it seems like every time they play "mr. vain" on the radio these days they edit out the rap verse.
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