All The Small Things

Oct 27, 2006 at 12:24 o\clock

Ultimatum-ly Disappointed

by: Sassy1

I am feeling completely pissed off and disappointed right now.

I feel like telling GM to go and stick the whole thing up his stupid pigheaded arse.

DICKHEAD DICKHEAD DICKHEAD DICKHEAD DICKHEAD DICKHEAD DICKHEAD DICKHEAD DICKHEAD

 

(That did make me feel a bit better actually.)

 

The silly bugger is in town tonight for his little brothers birthday. Awesome. We're all going to the pub. Awesome. It should be fun, few drinks, bit of pool, have a laugh.

GM was then going to come home with me and snuggle up, and probably have a lovely time all through the night - which I was really looking forward to because my GM is AMAZING in so many and varied and athletic sorts of ways.

However.

Tonight he gave me a call and asked where I was. I was at home. I said, shall I come and get you then, so you don't have to bring your car into town? No, he's already in town. Ok then.

So he came up to my house.

And I ask what time he has to start in the morning. Oh, probably six-ish.

Oh. So shall we take your car home then, and I'll drive you out in the morning?

Nah. She'll be right.

Well, no actually. She won't be.

Yeah, it's the next day, she'll be right.

If you stop drinking at 2am, then get up at six, that isn't the next day, thats four hours.

Don't worry about it.

Look, I'm happy to take your car home and drive you out in the morning, its no hassle at all.

She'll be right, don't worry about it.

And so on.

 

Eventually, I said this. Right. Heres the thing. You have choices, you can take your car home now, or do any number of things with it. I can drive you home in the morning. If you're choosing now, when you are completely sober, to drink drive in the morning, I don't want any part of it. I couldn't bear it if something happened to you after leaving my house drunk. I don't want to be responsible for you losing your license, or hurting yourself or someone else.

So if you choose to drink tonight to a point where you will be over the limit tomorrow, you can sleep at one of your mates houses. I won't have you drink driving from here. I won't take that responsibility.

You worry too much. It'll be right.

I'm not worrying too much. I'm not worried on a normal day that something is going to happen to you, I don't worry that your tyres will blow out, or that an animal will jump out at you, or that you'll roll off the side of the road. I'm not a worry wart. But if you choose to drive when you know that you are over the limit, then there is something to worry about.

Righto then. I'll sleep at such-and-such's house then.

Fine. Its up to you. Its your choice.

 

We proceeded to have a conversation where I asked him if he was annoyed with me (which he obviously was but wouldn't say so) and then he's headed off to the pub. I needed to have dinner - and write this to shut up Mrs. Macca and CK... and to vent my anger - so I'm heading down a little later.

Pretty pissed off though.

I said to him, of all the things that we could argue about, I never thought we'd argue about this. You nearly killed yourself, I thought you'd learned from that. I didn't think you'd do it anymore.

Ah, don't worry, she'll be right darl.

 

She'll be bloody right. I just hope I'M not right. I hope that he doesn't kill himself or anyone else, or lose his license.

I have never felt more like putting in a call to the police and telling them to breath test a certain area at at certain time than I do right now. I'm not a vindictive bitch, so I'm not going to do that. But if policemen are psychic, there will be some shit going down tomorrow.

Drink drivers are the scum of the earth. Why does this have to be the one thing wrong with my in-every-other-way-absolutely-incredibly-wonderful GM?????? Sometimes, life sucks the big one.

Comments for this entry:

  1. quoteMrsMacca wrote at Oct 27, 2006 at 13:38 o\clock:i needn't tell him about the trauma we had in overnight that was intubated, he was pissed & ran his car into an immovable object.
    basically he lost,
    he's lucky to be alive.
    i really feel for you & i'm glad you've taken this stand, dont give in.
    i can always call cops for you, i almost did it to CK's friend once.
  2. quoteJobe wrote at Oct 27, 2006 at 17:19 o\clock:Maybe you can spike his drink so he passes out and you can just put him on a forklift and drive him wherever yuo wish (Tahiti?)
  3. quoteChud wrote at Oct 27, 2006 at 21:01 o\clock:you know, i think the figure is something like 70% of people who get arrested for DUI will become a repeat offender. i think that's the statistic i remember from my court ordered classes. i got a DUI 2 years ago next month. haven't drank and driven since. well, not when i knew i was going to be over the limit. one beer two hours ago, yes. but most of my friends who themselves have DUIs are constantly just hopping in their cars and taking off after a night of drinking. i laugh, cuz i know they're gonna get busted again. but, this is why i've switched to the bar across the street. i can walk there. no problem there.
  4. quoteSassy1 wrote at Oct 29, 2006 at 12:16 o\clock:I imagine that you and he shall have many gory conversations when you finally meet Mrs. Macca... preferably not over dinner though.

    Jobe - that is an EXCELLENT suggestion, any idea where I could lay my hands on a suitable second hand forklift?

    70%?? Chud thats disgusting! Glad to hear that you are a sensible young man though, and I always think drinking at your local is a better idea anyways. I love being able to stumble home after a big night out in Sassville.

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