Random Acts of Road Rage

So tonight, Russ, Smeagol and I were the latest victims of Edmonton road rage. We were driving home from west ed, and we were turning right onto stoney plain road, and we were being this Grand Vitara who was going about 15 km/hr and going to get us in an accident, so I honked once, and the driver actually SLOWED DOWN. So I got around them, and Russ looked over, and he was TEXTING, and gave Russ a "whatcha gonna do about" wave!!! So Russ flipped him off. At this point, he switched into our lane and started to tailgate, and we both figured, eh, impotent jerk, what does it matter in the grand scheme of things...
We then pulled up to a red light at the intersection of 142 St, and the guy was in the lane next to us. He screeched to a stop, jumped out of the vehicle, and came ripping over to us. We heard a *thunk* on the trunk as he slapped it on the way around to Russ' side of the car. He ripped open Russ' door (lesson--KEEP YOUR DOORS LOCKED!!) and hesitated, because he wasn't a big guy, and Russ is a big guy with an almost brushcut and a giant neck...then he yelled in a heavy lebanese accent "Who did you give the finger to?! What were you fingering me for, you SOB?!" Russ said, "Dude, you were TEXTING while driving!! That's NOT SAFE!" The guy said something else, I told him to get lost, and then he did the classic bar-bitch thing, and pulled away like he was going to walk off, only to punch Russ in the jaw! Luckily, the guy was weak, and hardly even made contact at all (Russ said I could throw a harder punch!) Russ yanked the door closed, and I locked the power locks, and the guy tried to rip the door open again!! At this point, I think he realized that we could have a machete under the seat, and that Russ had about 40 lbs on him, because he went skipping back around the car, and thunked the trunk on the way back (you can see a nice spot where there's no dirt now) I wanted to roll down the window and shout " We have your plate number and are calling the cops", but Russ thought it wasn't worth it, and that we didn't know what he may do... So if anybody sees a maroon Grand Vitara with a Lebanon banner, give serious thought to keying the driver's door.

Ich bin nicht tot.

That's right, kids. I am, in fact, very much alive, contrary to what you may have assumed based on my lack of posts as of late...The new job is going well. I would try to explain what it is that I do, exactly, but it never seems to make much sense...and I'm too lazy to do all that typing...essentially, I process orders. Have only had one problem with Smeagol, but only because he was being a moody whiner...apparently, it got too cold for him one day, and he refused to start. So Russ took out the battery, trickle-charged it, put it back in, and he started as if nothing happened. I've been busy, yet devastatingly bored--I desperately need to get out and have some fun. Other than that, not much is new...

Unemployed.

I am officially (but temporarily) unemployed!! I couldn't stand the Cup anymore, so I quit this morning. I gave the owner notice so he could get my shifts covered, but I quit. I couldn't deal anymore. He was a little choked, but c'est la vie...My mental health thanks me! I'm financially alright because of student loans, so as long as I don't spend like an idiot, I'll be fine. I start at Save On on the 29th, but I dropped off about 10 resumes to various places in case I can find something that pays a bit more in the meantime...But if nothing comes up, I DO already have a job. I would have started last night, but the training class was full, so I have to wait for the next one. Oh well...
Moving is going alright, we are moving the bed, and all the essentials tonight because phone and power get switched over tomorrow, so we want to be living there...I'm so EXCITED!! I can't wait to get out of this crappy place...especially after we were parking Smegol, and the landlord yelled at us for parking in the parking lot, and we said that we live here and have the right, and he said, "You can't just go out and buy a car!!" We said, "Yes, we can. It's a free country. When we moved in, we told you that we were buying a car, and you said that's fine because there are no assigned spaces and room in the lot." There no longer is room in the lot because he is using a space to park his crappy Grand Cherokee with friggin' farm plates!!!! Who uses a CHEROKEE on a farm?? Especially since it's been parked in the city for about 4 months!! Argh. Stupid people bother me. A LOT.

Welcome Smeagol!

Russ and I finally got a car!! It is a cruddy but sturdy old Pontiac 6000, whom we have *lovingly* named Smeagol. Yup. We are giant Dork! So, tomorrow, I start at the new Cup...I'm still hoping for a different job, and I dropped off a few resumes, but for now I'll survive. I hope it doesn't suck. Now, I have to get down to studying for crappy crappy finals...I'm trying to figure out a way to get a semester's worth of reading for 3 classes done in 2 days...sparknotes anyone?? But anyways..I should really get down to business...ugh.