Reditors, what is your, did I freaking stutter? Moment.

Vehicle inspector here.

Sir, your back tail light is broken. You need to get that fixed and come back.

I'm friends with the owner here and you're telling me that my car has problems?

I already have and if you aren't prepared in the future, don't waste my time.

My friend has a shop and does vehicle inspections too. At least once a month,

he hears, but some other shop, gave me a sticker. And his response is always, how nice for you,

take it to their shop then. When I finally kicked my ex out of my life, she tried to argue us back

into being together as I drove her to the airport and even had the balls to critique my

arguing techniques as incondusive to resolving a fight. I cut her off and said,

What part of this are you not getting? We're way past that. This is not a fight that I need to work

through with you. I'm taking you to the airport and I never want to see or hear from you again. Dude,

I feel your pain. Went through almost the exact same crap with my last ex. My ex openly admitted

to getting me mad on purpose because she found enjoyment in it. Screw all crazy exes. Found out my

supposed best friend who I was letting live on my couch was sleeping with

my girlfriend who was also living with me. I work in IT, so I work crazy long hours, but we had a

massive power outage one day, and my boss said to go home for the day, so I left five hours early,

caught them both red-handed, kicked them both out at once, which was ideal

because I got two birds with one stone. They both apologized profusely and asked me even though they

made a mistake, why would I kick them out on the streets in an area where they can't afford to live?

Silicon Valley. I laughed my butt off and said, I guess that's something you too should have figured out

during pillow talk, huh?

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