So I get to work, think "oh, my tyre's looking a little sad - I'll give that some air when I get home tonight."

Later on the bloke who sits in the guard booth calls the office and tells me it's gone completely flat. It takes A WHOLE HOUR to change the wheel because the carrier for the spare (under the car) is rusted to ****.

Can't get the flat back in the same place properly due to rust, drive home with dangerously loose spare (so very slowly). Leave car at first available spot on my street (to avoid speed lumps) under a lamp post I might add.

Go straight to a gig, come home at midnight. Get lift to work with a mate today (we car share, and I got him to take us today because of the loose flat).

Get home, ready to take it to my parents so me and dad can sort the loose bit, look at car - window smashed in.

Some opportunistic lowlife has bust in, taken my cd player (I forgot to take the front off) and probably my cds from the glove compartment (I haven't checked - too pissed off).

I want a new car, and rough justice. I could just smack whichever little **** broke my window. With a studded club. And then kick him as hard as I can in his balls. Repeatedly. Until there is just mush between his legs.

BREAK FACE

I had similar happen to me once.

Went in to work, ******* backed up into me in the parking. Work, told that the company is closing down and that in 2 weeks I'll be jobless.

Leave work with my beautiful smashed car, get back on the road to home (i didn't live far back then) and a beautiful orange school bus burns a red light and rips the back end of my car right off)

In the process I get home to find out my girlfriend wanted some... time alone.

I still remember that day like it was yesterday and I still get pissed about it.

hey i had a pretty bad day too. i had to drive to the emergency room at 6 in the morning because one of my roommates drank too much and got alcohol poisoning.

I used to get my car broken in to all of the time. I would just shrug my shoulders and continue on without thinking much about it. Over the years, I've learned to just leave the doors unlocked. There's nothing in my car that's worth stealing, uncluding the car itself, and I like it that way.

My days go well most of the time. I think it's about perception.

thank god I dont have a car...

or anything worth stealing.

if(getThingFlags(source) & 0x8){
  do her}
elseif(getThingFlags(source) & 0x4){
  do other babe}
else{
  do a dude}

I thought some girls stole your heart.

No, they just broke it.

Every thursday until 7 PM sucks.

Every second of every day sucks worse than the one before it. One second closer to death.

[QUOTE=IRG SithLord]Every thursday until 7 PM sucks.[/QUOTE]
Wednesday sucks too, along with Tuesday. Monday can be bad, too.

Oh, and Freelancer that's quesidilla's logic. Which totally rocks.

aye, but then i met tor.
fantastic gf.


but then we broke up 3 weeks ago


I had a good day today, thanks to red bull.

if(getThingFlags(source) & 0x8){
  do her}
elseif(getThingFlags(source) & 0x4){
  do other babe}
else{
  do a dude}

Last Tuesday I finally got given a shift at work, it's been real slow all through January so they hardly called me in at all. Was about half way there when the flat battery light comes on on my dashboard. The battery has been playing up a bit recently so I think nothing of it and keep driving. 2 minutes later and the overheating light is on. I pull over and check under the hood and the engine is producing more steam than a healthy engine should.

A quick dash to the mechanics, $300, and 3 days later I have a new radiator and finally means to get me to work today.

Owning a car is fun.