Well, apparently the gods are stacked against me today.

I had this PLAN.

I was going to get up, check my email, and get dressed. Then I was going to call my friend Rachel. I was going to go visit her at her new house after I got the address.
Then I was going to go get the van from Corey, and take it to the shop, because all of a sudden the "condensation from the cooler" really DID turn out to be a leak. Once again, the stupid girl was ignored, and the van has been leaking steering or transmission fluid for about a month. I told Corey and Dad about it back then, but NOooooooooooo, it couldn't possibly be what SHANNON says. And when Corey told me and I just walked away shaking my head, he got all defensive. Couldn't understand whyever on earth I would be annoyed. Well, UM...
1. He blew me off because the only time anything can be wrong with a vehicle is if HE finds the problem, or the thing won't start.
2. He treated me like I was too stupid to know what I was talking about.
3. The goddamn van has probably been sitting there getting worse because I chose to believe him and blow it off as condensation from the A/C.

Oh, crap, I'm not even DONE with this PLAN I had.

So after the van thing, I was going to take my coupons and go shopping, because one of our stores is doing triple coupons this week.

Why is this whole wonderful plan fucked up?

Because my dad's a smoker.
That's right, you read that right. I would be able to at least do MOST of those things if my dad didn't smoke. Because if he didn't smoke, he wouldn't have left his cigarettes out in the car (which I was going to take to go get the van). If he didn't smoke, he wouldn't have had to go out there and unlock the car. If he hadn't had to go out there and unlock the car, he wouldn't have had to use the keys. If he hadn't had to use the keys, he wouldn't have taken the flargdanglin' things to work in his pocket with him.

Leaving my ass stranded at home. I tried calling Rachel to see if she could take me down to the job site so I can get the keys from him, but no answer.

Again, I'm compelled to ask - WHY ME?!?

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