This is the worst frigking weekend of my life!

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As long as we're talking about the "good ole times", let me tell you about my long hot summer of '76. The place I worked shut down to rebuild. I was supposed to draw unemployment till they re-opened. I signed up for it, but still looked for another temporary job. Unfortunately- There were NO jobs PERIOD in the area. I applied at gas stations, Denny's etc. Some moron with the unemployemt Bureau screwed up my paperwork and i didn't find that out till after my first check was two days late. They told me not to worry, it would come in a week or so. At that time I was eating free garden produce that was being given to me by a neighbor (yum -Eggplant and water twice a day). I ran into a former high school classmate (and former neighbor) about that time and he offered to buy my car. I decided to sell as a short term solution to fix the hunger situation - figured I'd buy another junker when the unemployment checks arrived. Gave him the car and accepted a personel check (I know...never again). When I went to cash the personal check at my bank I was surrounded by security. Seems that my ol pal had already bounced about 10K in checks and they thought I was him. Got a ride home (moblie home that is) and sat through most of July without A/C, without a car, and with very little food. I finally got a few temp jobs ( like unoading Sears cataloges -from a semi), grounds keeper, etc.,that I walked or hitched to. I also received one or two unemployment checks finally. My old friend eventually returned my car -about three weeks later. He doesn't like me much anymore - for reasons I won't go in to here. Anyway...I survived, and learned some valuable lessons about appreciating what you've got and what not. You'll survive and be better off for the experience. Ther's far too many people in the world who were born on third base and go through life thinking they hit a triple.
 
Johnny, the trials of being young and out of money are indeed hard, but not as hard as being old and without money. ;)

Chances are that you still have hair, your stomach doesn't look like it's being suspended by two strips of cheap elastic from your armpits, and you can no doubt pee in less than a minute. That's nothing to take for granted.

Don't sell your guns. Find a way to legally make some cash to buy a new radiator.

And don't get me started on hard-times stories from when I was young (ever go months without meat, then ruin your only meat-filled meal?).
 
Johhny,

If those two things that happened are the worst things that every happened to you then you should count yourself pretty damn lucky. Cars break down. I think you are slightly overreacting to a normal occurance.
 
You have no real problems

... until your telomeres get short. Or one of your cells declares independence and lengthens its own telomeres.

Of course if your brakes go like your radiator, then you might develop a real problem. Do what all my rich friends did: inherit some money and get a better car. Or do what all my middle-class Chinese friends did: study like hell 20 hours a day and get a job in research (then you won't have time to drive).

(In 1987 or thereabouts I drove an American Motors Hornet that I had purchased for $100. It never started without a fight, and the springs poked through the seats... I put up with that thing for 10,000 miles. But back then they hadn't invented the Geo Prizm.)
 
Johny trust me your life is pretty good. I'm 19 trying to get a highschool diploma(had to drop out because of Lyme Disease) don't have a driver's liscence yet, have been under treatment for 3 years with 3 different IVs, and have been turned down by disability 3 times so far. I'm living off my parents untill my lawyer or the feds get off their fat butts and put some time in their jobs. No matter how down you get it can ALWAYS get worse.

Scott
 
Perspective

Life is an interesting thing. You go up and down. People wander in and out of your life at different times for different reasons. We laugh and cry. Cars, guns, and other material things come and go, money flows freely like the sands of time. Every day we wake up with everything attached and working is a gift from God.

I keep a mushroomed JHP slug on my desk at work to remind me where I could very well be today. It certainly puts EVERYTHING into perspective.
 
Sorry to say, but you need an attitude adjustment my man. Bum radiator and you're crying that you'll never go shooting again?

Life is gonna be tough unless you cowboy up something serious.

- Gabe

PS: 'Guns' ends in an 's'.
 
Ah you'll make it through. I can now look back on my hard times with a wistful grin because it made me tougher. You will probably get the same effect years down the road. My troubles kicked in with a head gasket on a 81 datsun. Because of that, I was out of transpo for a whole semester, 8 miles from school, in Humboldt County, in the WINTER (it rains every day from Dec thru March). I was also jobless at the time. First day of summer rolls around and now I can go find a job to finally fix that datsun, right? Nope, broke my thumb that day playing basketball. I could have got my old job back frying chicken in a Chevron, but nooo....I just had to go play basketball instead.

Fastforward to 6 years later and its all just fond memories of what you can endure if you gotta. I just never want to ride a bicycle...ever...again.
 
"To fail is to be human, to forgive is to be divine, neither of which is Marine Corps policy."

translation:

Don't ever give up. EVER!!

Grab life by the short and curlys and get on with it.
 
As "someone" once said "I feel your pain" as a oldtimer on a fixed income if
one thing breaks look out for the second because it won't be far behind.

Sad fact is very few things you buy today is any good(yes I know somethings
have improved).

My advice is simplify wherever and whatever you can. In truth I feel we would
all be much better off doing such. Well except my computer.:D
 
i can say i know what youre going through.wifes laid off-dunno how much longer ill even have my job(people are getting the adios slip everyday)-thinking about selling my meager collection to a ffl holder across town just for money to pay bills...he doesnt even have the money to buy any of them...its bad timing for him too. sometimes you get thrown a curve ball that knocks you face down in the dirt.pick yourself up and take a break.sit down and take a look at ways you can improve the situation.some things to do without and somethings that are a need.i saw that lethal weapon movie too.seems that the title song was "cheer down".brush it off,never give up.
 
Johnny, one last comment and then I won't bug you anymore.

I've thought long and hard the last few years about my priorities, both those I can change and those I cannot.

If God were to give me the choice between my life now (middle class, a couple of decent cars, some fun toys, and the other creature comforts) and what I had thirty years ago (no money, tiny apartment, one beater car, a drop-dead gorgeous wife, stamina, and passion), I would not hesitate for one second to choose the latter. Not for one blasted second.

Do not waste this time in your life kvetching about money problems. That goes with the territory. Instead, drink in every last minute. Take advantage of those precious gifts that will, in what seems like a matter of minutes, be gone. Life goes by quickly, and the pace somehow accelerates.

Those TV hucksters advertising "fountain of youth" products know their audience. What they cannot deliver is what most Old Farts would buy in a heartbeat if the advertising claims were true.
 
My dad makes radiators, what make and model do you need??

Second, be happy, you woke up today, and you were still Pro RKBA! You could have woken up, found yourself living in Washington DC, found out you were related to both Diane Feinstein and Rosie, found out that Hillary decided to move next door to you, and Sara Brady started preaching door to door, and has picked your door to be first..
 
Second, be happy, you woke up today, and you were still Pro RKBA! You could have woken up, found yourself living in Washington DC, found out you were related to both Diane Feinstein and Rosie, found out that Hillary decided to move next door to you, and Sara Brady started preaching door to door, and has picked your door to be first..

I'd buy a maple chopstick.:evil:
 
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