So I’m a little bit shocked at how the array of recent events have occurred. First off, I was laid off yet again from a slowly deteriorating business due to lack of funds. I poured my entire soul into trying to build up the music division that I envisioned but unfortunately the powers that be didn’t seem to take a strong interest in my efforts… well that and I definitely had a boss that had a strong Vendetta out for me. Anyway, this had just happened the other day right after I had surgery to remove cysts and scar tissue from my lower abdomen…. perfect timing right? It gets worse…
Yesterday I was feeling quite energized to give back to the world that had taketh away from me. I started out by offering to bring lunch to Elissa because of her never ending support and love she has given me through a lot of hard times… plus, the girl was at work till 8 pm without a nom to nom on. As I proceeded to navigate this wonderful world of Los Angeles I found myself Lost on my way to sherman oaks. My fault really, I was desperately trying to avoid getting on the Montezuma revenge 405 freeway but finally had to succumb to the traffic. As I pulled into the lane I came nose to bumper with stop and go traffic. Hard stops, aggressive acceleration, then BAM! I skidded right into the 2009 Brand new black BMW in front of me. We immediately pulled over… My first words… “Uh, this is my first accident ever, uhhh we exchange info right?” Thank God she was super pleasant. She was obviously the Bev Hills Country Club type with her Prada jacket and 10K diamond earrings on. My fave part… “Don’t worry I have a daughter who gets into a lot of accidents, shes 17, I mean but this is a BMW and yours is a… well you know” (It’s a 2006 GT Mustang and it’s more badass then your beemer but whatever)
Finally delivered sandwich…. the most expensive sandwich to date officially due to the accident. But it was for Elissa and I would basically run my car into a wall for her. (even though that would prob only cause a scratch.) But seriously my car was barely shaved of color, her mess was minor, I think my bumper is a little loose. That’s it…. oh did I mention my insurance agent is my Dad?
Enter family drama here… My dad owns Allstate in Valencia. Like OWNS. The sister that I know longer speak to is one of his agents and secretary. I avoid any and all contact with this girl or this company. Fuck…. “Hey Jackie, is dad there?…. No… Oh really, Uh, I just got into my first car accident… are you serious, what the hell did you do?” Hmmm love how no one asks if I’m OK and assumed immediately that it was MY FAULT. WOW. Dad calls me back screaming at me saying “I’m paying for this shit, I’m a loser for getting laid off” blah blah blah…. hang up to pull into a gas station ’cause I’m on empty. Fuck, I left my debit card at the restaurant I bought Elissa’s sandwich from. Arrgh, guess I’ll have to use the joint account card I have with Ian… *swipes card* nothing. Nothing? NOTHING? “Server error” *goes into gas station, *swipes*, NOTHING… “Sorry you’re card isn’t working. OMG OMG, I’m in the middle of “who the hell knows” and I have no money and no gas, and I had just been in a car accident, shoot.me.nao. I get a tap on my window and I open my door to an amazingly sweet guy who asks, “So it didn’t work out huh, would $25 help?” Uhhhh… (enter tears here) Yes, and please accept this check you are a wonderful person for helping me. His response- “My mom is in the hospital somewhere out here and I thought, maybe if I helped someone, someone would help my mom.”
Oh Karma, I hope you are real and things can only get better from here.
