Rant:
OK, my parents and I just got back from taking me out to some waterfalls and views to hone out my photography skills. Shortly getting back at 540pm they ask me to mow the lawns back and front. I said no because I couldn’t be stuffed and then I gave in. Dad said he would whipper snipper the sides earlier during the day… But he said he would do them tomorrow (got me angry)
I dragged the lawn mower out the front and started it up. Thick gray crap was going everywhere! Oil stated leaking from the engine. I was crapping myself! I turned it off and then asked dad to look at it. For some reason he started yelling at me and blaming me for this problem to happen… wtf.
Dad stood there and watched it. Gave it the “OK”… hmmm. I am sure its “OK” (sarcasm)
I think he said it was OK because he didn’t have to do anything with it and went inside. I cautiously wheeled it around slowly scared the stupid thing was going to blow up. Now finally I could turn it off (To turn the mower off you have to pull the spark plug off! This is mainly why I hate mowing the lawns.)
Meanwhile I was mowing my little ‘friend’ from next door is annoying me the whole time, yelling and trying to get my attention… the only reason why I could hear him was because his voice is so high
All wanted to know was if I could look after him… damn.