MOANY MOAN MOAN

Moany moan moan

Yes and its not even Friday and I am on one.

My fucking pain in the arse car is causing my head to feel like someone is sitting on it.

It failed its MOT on Wednesday (free MOT from Toomey Peugeot free while I own the car)

Free my arse, the coffee was not free and no wi fi while I waited the hour and a half to hear it failed because my passenger door didn’t open from the outside. This was something I was aware of but forgot all about. :os (my bad) but still, free MOT is not free if it fails. So retest I have to pay. They can not fix my car as it’s a ford and they are a Peugeot dealer. Great, thanks tossers.

So I fly down to the local garage and they look at me like I should be able to fit it myself. Then make a lot of grunting noise and then mumble, maybe next Thursday to fit it. Cheers pal poke it.

I pick up the boy from school and go home thinking tomorrow. While I go home I notice a crack on my windscreen (fucking great) so it’s small like a rain drop but its right under my windscreen wiper blade so they can not inject their resin into the hole.

I roll on down to auto glass at 8 am this morning to hear the same shit they told me on the phone

“Are you fully comp” they ask. Erm no, I am not because that would of meant my car insurance being another 500 quid (silly me what was I thinking)

So new screen maybe 200-300 quid. But he tells me if it was my car I would wait till it gets bigger then replace the screen. Don’t worry though the glass will not cave in on you. (I feel so much safer)

So I roll out of there and into the garage I used before (the one not far from poo alley) and they take my car straight away, its just a bit of plastic won’t take long it’s a common problem. So I leave my car, key and phone number and thank god I have boots on as I side step some more dog shit on my way home. It was quite appropriate that I had my mums ‘grumpy’ jacket on. I was more than pissed off. I asked him how much. 40 quid for the part plus labour. It shouldn’t be much.

(SHOULDN’T BE MUCH!??!!)

COCKSUCKERMOTHERFUCKERRRRR!!!

So, I then step up to the post office, draw out all the money I have in there, to cover my car costs for today. So now I have fuck all and 7 days till all my bills go out. This is utter bollocks!

So excuse my foul mood, as I wanted it to be fixed today so I could drive down to Toomey Peugeot and tell them retest free the next day. But as the time ticks on and now it’s almost 4pm its looking like that sodding car is about to cost me another 30 quid.

I am sure I am not the only one that has issues.

I woke up in a pissy mood anyways. I want to hug my family members right now. So much going on and the car annoys me.

I had to buy some coolant for my car the weekend. I only needed about 60mls but no I had to buy 2 fucking litres of the shit at 11.99 for a cup full. Grrrrrrr!!!!

The six weeks holidays are of to a winning start. That concludes my moan for today; oh I can’t wait to see what fucking Friday brings.