At McDonald’s right now waiting for the verdict of my vehicle’s repair. I have nothing much to do so I am offering all of you to suffer with me. Misery loves company.
I am surrounded by old Asian men, high school students and poor people…a good indication of a low class neighbourhood. This is the area where I used to deliver parcels actually. The early AM hours are when the real crazies come out.
It sucks to drive out here to get my car fixed but I had set up some roots from living near here for so long. My mechanic is a childhood classmate and I have good confidence that he won’t ever intentionally rip me off. When I think back about the times when people ripped me off I want to kick them in the balls. I don’t want anymore of those thoughts. I feel like a mentally challenged person trying to make a post with this phone.
I think I ripped off my old landlord a couple days ago. He gave me back $600 for my damage deposit but I am pretty sure I only gave him $300. It was 6 years ago so I can’t say for sure. I can justify my actions but I can’t properly justify them but I am not planning to give him back $300.
Here is how I am making myself feel better for taking the supposed extra money…
Since I moved in, his property value has gone from $800,000 to $1,200,000. I was a good tenant so I deserve the extra money. My rent money funded his new Mercedes Benz. He gave me access to a washer but no dryer. I showered less during the winter months. I am a bastard child…the world owes me.
I guess the main reason is that I am not 100% sure how much was owed to me. If he was poor or just making it then I would have convinced him it was $300.
All of these reasons except maybe the main one are all shitty reasons. I know many people would have done the same as I did but I always thought I was better than that.
Hoping that my mechanic does not provide the karma that is going to catch up with me.