Spin Cycle ---------- Moved last week. Hooked up the washing machine. Water everywhere. Hoses attached properly. Looked as though water was leakin' from the bottom. Downstairs neighbor called management and complained. They send the maintenance man out, he comesto my crib, saw nothing out of place. Said it looked like washer might have a broken seal somewhere.
I call an appliance repairman. He comes out next day. Hits me with the $70 service call---finds nothing. Machine works fine.
20 minutes after he leaves--water is everywhere.
I say "phuck this sh*t". go down the street (less than a 1/2 mile) buy another washer (scratch and dent for $240, nothing extravagent--just a functional unit). Hook it up. Wash a load of clothes. All is fine.
FFWD to last night, wash another load...water is every phuckin' where. I'm like what the living phuck. Turn washer on again--begins washing clothes w/no hitch. It gets ready to engage to the spin cycle and drain the water in the basin to the drain tube in the wall. The water backs up.
Muhphucka...this rent office is gonna hear it. I got rid of a perfectly good washing machine and I'm out a couple hundo because of they bullsh*t.
Hangin' w/Mr. Cooper -------------------
I want a mini cooper s. Not even a new one. a 2008 John Cooper Works.
Bug Infestation --------------
I also want a VW bug to satisfy the itch of the one I had in high school that I never got running. I don't even want an old one. I'll take the New Beetle and just flip it---but I do understand that they are not the most masculine of cars. Luckily my girl said "get one and I'll ride with you".
Does that make her my "ride or die chick". Probably not.
No Funds, No fun. ------------------
So in addition to the washing machine fiasco, It also all occurred within the same 48 hr period when I had to pay for this partial month of rent, pay my son's fall basketball fee, renew my car and renters insurance.
Nothing is worse than thinkin' you have some free and extra money, so I went ahead and bought the big dawg $100 Sam's Club membership, then my son's friends mom called me and was like "you register Greasy, Jr" for bball? We want to try to get all our boys on the same team so you need to do it now. That was another hunnid.
Then the washin' machine sh*t happens. Oh and then my son comes home with a phuckin' Boy Scouts renewal fee notice for $50.
We sittin' in the house this weekend and washin' clothes just as soon as these muhphuckas come and fix that damn drainage pipe.
Violation ----------
My white co-worker asked me to go see Straight Out Of Compton with him? I asked why? He said because "I can't go see it by myself".
I walked away.
You are not about to make me your token black friend so that you can have an "in" to black culture and feel the safety that my epidermis brings in minority based situations.
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