I used to go back home for Thanksgiving each year, and after skipping the last one, I'm really looking forward to go.
However it's going to be getting there that will be the problem. I used to have a car. Car go bye-bye. I don't have it anymore and it will be 3-4 months before I can even consider a replacement.
Helpful note: If you lend a "friend" your car and you tell them to be somewhere at a certain time, and they AREN'T. And then they wreck your car afterwards? Be nice. Be kind. Be concerned, but most certianly, GET SOMETHING IN WRITING. Make sure it's an *equitable* agreement. Hell, you don't want to screw your friends even if they did screw your latest Jag...however it seems situations like this always boils down to who-screws-whom-first, and I hate that. It's a lose-lose situation and those...
Well, let's just say the eternal optimist in me isn't dead even after all these years of stanch cynicism (I'm stocking it by the bottles...just like wine. I figure I'll be able to pass myself off as some poser "artiste" with a nose for an esoteric niche, but hey...it's worked for others before....
But anyways, the point is...get them to sign something. If they later come back screaming its unfair, well then you're back to phase one, and the next time around things can get a bit more nasty. (be prepared: bring lots of gasoline for those "bridges"). Some people seem to think it's about money. It's not. It's about trust. A friend of mine ruined my ride? I don't give a damned about that. My concerns are usually in this order: am I OK? are my passengers OK did we hit anyone else?
Cars, trucks and robot ducks are all easy to replace. They are things after all. Trust is something differen, however. Once it's lost, it's gone, possibly forever (unless extreme action is employed, such generally better if it comes from the heart). And it's trust in a friend to not screw you over and maybe pass you back $10-20 bucks a slide rather than screw you around for months and months and months with promises, promises, and promises that never materialize.
Sooner or later you have enough. Pore that gas literally, girls, because this bridge is now a bonfire. Such a "friend", isn't much of one at all.
Anyways, this is beginning to turn into a rant. But it's cathartic. Definitely. I always used to deride diarys, but that's because there was always this silly notion that a "diary is private".
However, this is a public journal, and these are my thoughts. Some may enlighten. Many may irk or anger. This is not the intent, however. The intent is to communicate what one feels. And in that way, maybe we can all learn about each other well enough to find the common ground.
Talk Back! -- Comments are enabled on this one. I've been the "anonymous Slashdot editor" for far too long, I think. :D