Friday, December 07, 2007

Losing Focus

You know your car's in bad shape when you take it in to have it worked on, and what they want for it is far too much, and you work yourself into the knowledge that it's probably time to just buy a new car, and so you tell them not to do the work and when you go pick up the car, they make you sign this ominous waver that says you acknowledge that they told you that your car is too dangerous to drive.

And it's testament to just the kind of last couple weeks you've been having when all you can do is focus on this strange sentence: "I take full responsibility for all the work that was not done."

Now that's the kind of quality I can get behind.


  1. Heh.

    As a friend at my last job said as the ship was sinking, "It's amazing how much you can accomplish when you lower your standards."

    Thinking of you... hang in there!

    p.s. Have you been wearing your inky boots that are a twin to my inky boots? Those boots rock up and down the block.

  2. Do the brakes work? That's all that really matters.

  3. portia3:22 PM

    That sentence is me, without question. Something not done? My fault! Totally my responsibility! I'm still amazed when anyone helps with anything.