Last week I took my scooter in for it’s 3000 kilometer (3 megameter) maintenance. When I got it back it would cut out and bog down, and to accelerate, I had to open the throttle all the way. Yesterday I took it back. I figured that the spark plug wire was loose or something. They promised me I could have it back by lunch. At 3:30 yesterday afternoon they hadn’t started on it yet. and when I got there after work, they were working on the carburetor. I had to walk half way across the island to catch the bus. Now I have to take the bus this morning, and walk half way across the island from the bus stop to work.
They better not fuck up my bike.
There’s one guy that works there, when he’s there, everything always goes smoothly. When he’s not, it’s all shit.
Yeah, he’s on vacation.
I was listening to the BBC this morning about France legalizing gay marriage. The gays kept saying they were all happy they could have kids now. I didn’t think it worked that way. I learned it took opposite sexes to reproduce. I thought the gays wanted to get married so that they could cover each other on insurance, file joint taxes and in legal matters.
Anyway, I gotta go, because I have to catch the bus. I can’t afford the bus. It costs $2 each way. $2 one way and $2 back. $4 a day! That’s a weeks worth of gas for me. The bus is for them rich people.