i’m pretty sure the mechanics at precision auto care about ready to KILL me. not that i blame them, i am being a bit on the annoying side. but damnit, i need to know what the hell is going on with Ruby and when i can expect her back. obviously the don’t know that they’ve got my baby in their hands and the not knowing is absolutely driving me insane.

i thought i was showing incredible amounts of self-restraint by waiting nearly two hours ‘after 10′ to find out what the hell is going on. and still, even after the call i know dick. apparently, i have to wait for some insurance guy to write it up. what ‘it’ is, i’m not exactly sure. perhaps the estimate. i don’t know. but if someone doesn’t fucking call me again in the next few hours my head is going to explode.

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