dehro
2012-01-05, 04:14 PM
... and breathe..
apologies.. I've kinda had enough crap for one day.
firstly, my place got robbed last week..
which is not exactly as bad as it sounds, but still..
basically I live in what we call "the residence" 3 small appartments in a large garden overlooking quite a view.. as the birds fly about 100 metres from where my dad lives with his family. we rent 2 of the flats out, whilst I live in the third one. I didn't have much worth stealing, namely a TV, my Ipod, my camera, my xbox and it's relative games (I had luckily taken my laptop with me and keep my PC at my dad's place which is where my office is).
so.. all in all, about a 1000 euros worth of stuff stolen. those morons even took the time to go through the xbox games and only take the good ones, leaving behind 3-4 very crappy ones (also, fable 3, which shows they at least have good taste)..
the main problem has been that to steal 1k € worth of stuff they caused damages for 2-3 grand..in broken glass and window frames.
so this morning I had to deal with a glass supplier leaving us in the lurch for a full week.. in between chasing customers who aren't paying (but still apparently have money to go on holidays).. so I already wasn't in the best of moods when my day took a turn for the worse.
since 6 months ago I totalled my car and had to keep it in storage for this long for legal reasons, I had had it dropped at the back of the garden/field surrounding my place. today was the big day in which I'd get rid of the thing.. so as the tow truck gets through the gate I wonder about it's size..it's about the biggest you can get before the one that tows actual trucks.
as the tow truck moves in position, in a slightly inclined piece of field, I hear the guy mutter something like "let's hope it hasn't rained recently" as he loads the totalled car on the back of his truck.
it had
yesterday
the reason for his observation became clear as soon as he started the engine to leave. his front right wheel apparently had managed to find the only bit of shallow ground in the entire fricking garden.. burrying itself as he tried to rev up the engine.
as it turns out, this truck has traction only on the back left wheel. who knew that was even possible?
my dad, brilliant as ever, comes to the rescue with his range rover. he's towed a few cars out of ditches with it before..
not this time..the truck is too heavy and to unload my wreck off of it isn't possible because of it's current position.
so..the tow truck calls up a colleague who comes with another tow truck..a smaller one!!!
after much swearing and labouring and more swearing, we somehow manage to finally get the original tow truck out of the ditch it had dug itself in.
it's dark now.. (yes, I took pictures of the tow truck being towed by another)
at this point it's driver has the brilliant idea to try and get out of the garden by taking the steepest route... in reverse!.. and of course fails miserably and is forced to maneuver up and down a few times, finally managing to gtfo, meekly followed by the smaller tow truck.
at this stage I have run out of swearwords..which, in italian, and in my case has only happened once before, in circumstances involving a pretty blonde and a string of bad decisions.
as I look upon the remains of our garden/field, all I can see is a web of tiremarks of what used to be grass (well..grass and other stuff that shouldn't be growing there, we haven't really given the field the best of cares)... and is now mud and uprooted assorted green stuff.
it's dark, cold and both me and my dad are fed up with it all, and just glad to be done.
so we go home and have dinner.
then I realize I've, at some stage, lost the remote to the gate.. we go out looking for it and can't really find anything in the dark, despite torches and stuff. of course this happens on the one night when I really have been all over the damn field, so there's no way to limit the search to a specific area.
we give up and decide to do this by daylight.
I say something in the way of "if the trucks haven't driven right over it, which is entirely possible, it should be ok, as it's a dry night"
it is now an hour later
it is raining
apologies.. I've kinda had enough crap for one day.
firstly, my place got robbed last week..
which is not exactly as bad as it sounds, but still..
basically I live in what we call "the residence" 3 small appartments in a large garden overlooking quite a view.. as the birds fly about 100 metres from where my dad lives with his family. we rent 2 of the flats out, whilst I live in the third one. I didn't have much worth stealing, namely a TV, my Ipod, my camera, my xbox and it's relative games (I had luckily taken my laptop with me and keep my PC at my dad's place which is where my office is).
so.. all in all, about a 1000 euros worth of stuff stolen. those morons even took the time to go through the xbox games and only take the good ones, leaving behind 3-4 very crappy ones (also, fable 3, which shows they at least have good taste)..
the main problem has been that to steal 1k € worth of stuff they caused damages for 2-3 grand..in broken glass and window frames.
so this morning I had to deal with a glass supplier leaving us in the lurch for a full week.. in between chasing customers who aren't paying (but still apparently have money to go on holidays).. so I already wasn't in the best of moods when my day took a turn for the worse.
since 6 months ago I totalled my car and had to keep it in storage for this long for legal reasons, I had had it dropped at the back of the garden/field surrounding my place. today was the big day in which I'd get rid of the thing.. so as the tow truck gets through the gate I wonder about it's size..it's about the biggest you can get before the one that tows actual trucks.
as the tow truck moves in position, in a slightly inclined piece of field, I hear the guy mutter something like "let's hope it hasn't rained recently" as he loads the totalled car on the back of his truck.
it had
yesterday
the reason for his observation became clear as soon as he started the engine to leave. his front right wheel apparently had managed to find the only bit of shallow ground in the entire fricking garden.. burrying itself as he tried to rev up the engine.
as it turns out, this truck has traction only on the back left wheel. who knew that was even possible?
my dad, brilliant as ever, comes to the rescue with his range rover. he's towed a few cars out of ditches with it before..
not this time..the truck is too heavy and to unload my wreck off of it isn't possible because of it's current position.
so..the tow truck calls up a colleague who comes with another tow truck..a smaller one!!!
after much swearing and labouring and more swearing, we somehow manage to finally get the original tow truck out of the ditch it had dug itself in.
it's dark now.. (yes, I took pictures of the tow truck being towed by another)
at this point it's driver has the brilliant idea to try and get out of the garden by taking the steepest route... in reverse!.. and of course fails miserably and is forced to maneuver up and down a few times, finally managing to gtfo, meekly followed by the smaller tow truck.
at this stage I have run out of swearwords..which, in italian, and in my case has only happened once before, in circumstances involving a pretty blonde and a string of bad decisions.
as I look upon the remains of our garden/field, all I can see is a web of tiremarks of what used to be grass (well..grass and other stuff that shouldn't be growing there, we haven't really given the field the best of cares)... and is now mud and uprooted assorted green stuff.
it's dark, cold and both me and my dad are fed up with it all, and just glad to be done.
so we go home and have dinner.
then I realize I've, at some stage, lost the remote to the gate.. we go out looking for it and can't really find anything in the dark, despite torches and stuff. of course this happens on the one night when I really have been all over the damn field, so there's no way to limit the search to a specific area.
we give up and decide to do this by daylight.
I say something in the way of "if the trucks haven't driven right over it, which is entirely possible, it should be ok, as it's a dry night"
it is now an hour later
it is raining