I've been exploding again, lately, so back to venting the little shit. Dammit.
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Not so little, first, friend of mine's situation -not mine to share- bout had me on a plane this morning to go regulate old school style. No bueno. Okay. Well. Bueno for me. Or not. I'd have enjoyed the f*ck outta it. Ahem. One of those. Bad juju. Need/Want to shred a few people. Will be pissed as hell, and cold as fawk over it for some while to come.
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Little. My brother & sister-in-law are badass. It's not them. LOL. Actually they think my parents are weird, too. Because my parents let them drive their (very expensive) cars, but won't even let me in an emergency. ((WTF Sis? You're a way better driver than I am.)) Part of it is the chick-thing. I used to have to steal/borrow racing leathers & a helmet -my fam used to race motorcycles- so no one knew who I was if I wanted on the track, too. But the rest of it is they think I'm an idiot. Can't really blame them, there, I tend to agree. However;
- I'm not allowed to borrow either car, even though I've actually taken (and used) offensive driving professionally... And do not use it -except to nimble my way outta accidents- street driving.... Meanwhile my mom, sister, & sister-in-law all drive them, so it's not all the chick thing.
- I AM allowed to use the 30yo van that breaks down all the time... And them am blamed if it breaks down. No matter how many times the mechanic tells them it not only isn't my fault, but whatever I did to nurse it along to the mechanics was the exactly right thing to do.
- I drove a totaled car for 4 years after my divorce, nursing it along also, and also blamed for every problem IT had (Hello. It's. Totaled. That I get it to run at all is a freaking miracle. // You don't take care of your things. Look at the condition of this thing. // I wasn't the one who totaled it!!!) :banghead:
I've had nice cars. I've had junk on wheels held together with bailing wire and determination that belongs in a scap heap. I've driven hundreds of thousands of miles, in all kinds of conditions (from ice storms, to monsoons, to being shot at). Does any of that matter? Nope. I'm walking 3 miles to catch a bus, and my brother & SIL are thrown the keys.
Aieeeeeeee. They drive me freaking insane. (Not abusive. They're good people. Just. People. Who. Drive. Me. Crazy.)
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ETA... They just shouted at me that I need to find someone to drive me & theKiddo up the mountains to go sledding. ???? (This is what I get for mentioning my plans.) I've driven that route, with him, 4-5 times a WEEK for 5 years, and twice a week for 2 years, every winter! ((It's the same place I take him snowboarding, Mom! // You should ask your sister to drive you. She might be willing, and she drives that road all the time.)) They think my sister should drive because she drives that route 4 times a YEAR -back and forth from school. :wtf: :banghead: :inpain: Over 100 times a year v 4 times a year. Yeah.
WTFO.
I just f*cking love being viewed as incompetent.
Even better in an area I actually excel at. It's outstanding.