Good grief, people...

Is it a requirement that to work for a township, any township, you MUST be a brain-dead dickweed, or something?

Sheesh, these people....

So.
First, they filled out the title paperwork, BEFORE the guy who bought the car got there, consequently, they filled it out WRONG.
THEN, they can't change it. (Sounds familiar, don't it?)
So, the dude who originally bought it had to sign for it and all that shit and now we hafta wait for him to get the title in the mail, then sign it over to me.

*crossing eyes*

Meantime, sixty-seven other unrelated things went wrong for the guy in the space of about a half an hour, so now he's entirely too busy to go get the danged thing, PLUS he's either gonna hafta let us drive it illegally to here or bring it on a rollback, the idea of either of which gives him heartburn, so I don't know when it's getting here yet.

Sometime in the next day or so, I suppose.
Long as it's while George is here to check it out for me, I don't care.
Just gives me more time to spend with Chris, anyway.

Whatdahellever, ya know?

Meanwhile, I've got a house to tweak, things to see and people to do, so I guess I oughta go get to it.

*still sitting here several minutes later, watching the cursor blink*

*ssiiiiighhhh*

Yeah.
Guess I OUGHTA get to it, she says, trying again....
(Aw, bite me, ya naggin' bitch.)

Aaaand,
I'm outta here.

Peace

Posted by: Stevie at 02:48 PM

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Posted by: Mad Mikey at August 05, 2005 08:11 PM (y6dNe)

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