Okay this is not a positive thread, but I have to vent before I blow my veins out of my skull. I happily sold my camaro today before i went to work. Not even an hour later the kid calls me and says he wants his money back and wants to return the car. I said why? he told me when he got it home the car was smoking, and i informed him that HELLO in the description of the vehicle and in person i told him "The radiator fan does NOT work". And so i went from extatic, to depressed and pissed off. Why Why why? Well lets see. It was a teenager. He called me and told me he borrowed the money from his parents, well i decided okay yes he can return the car tomorrow, because im very sure he did not get mommy and daddy's permission to purchase the car in the first place. What was i thinking selling to a dumb teenager? Im so mad mad mad and i need to vent vent vent. I feel like getting trashed tonight just because im so mad. Im not an alcoholic or anything, but some days you just get to the point where you really dont mind waking up with a killer headache and a nasty hangover.
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