My dad is a great man. But with every great man, there are still annoying factors about each of them. My dad is ALWAYS looking for something wrong with one of our cars. Usually mine. Every year over my Thanksgiving break, my dad finds something wrong with my car and takes it to the shop and it is there all week. And I’m stuck at home during my only week off of school. It is such a bad time too, because at work I never know how late I’ll be there. For example, Wednesday night, my boyfriend was waiting for three hours for me outside. All because I didn’t have a car and he was my ride home. That’s ridiculous! I know damn well, I would not have been happy about waiting for him that long! But my parents always look at it the old fashioned way. “He’s the boy, he can wait.” No, its not fucking about that anymore! Wake up! Its 2011! I wouldn’t ever ask someone to wait three fucking hours for me! I’m just tired of relying on other people and need to move out so I can do things around my own schedule. I know he is paying for the repairs, but it is also my car. That I bought. So you need to consider my plans when you are taking it to the shop. But he never does. I just hate not having my car!
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