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| I wrote this & posted a much shorted version of this the other day, but ended up deleting it because I felt bad. I decided to throw it back up here again just because it has been on my mind this entire week and has just angered me so much (and Nick said I should've kept it up), so I'm reposting.
When I drive people around, I usually don't expect anything in return, but seriously now, how hard is it to give a little gas money every now and again. I am so sick and tired of constantly driving people anywhere and everywhere, and getting nothing in return; not even a simple thank you. Every once in awhile I don't mind doing it because I sometimes ask people to go along with me on long drives as a favor so that I don't have to be alone. Granted GR isn't that far away, but gasoline is far too expensive for me to have to pay every single time we go to a show. Is it really that difficult to give a few dollars? Last week I drove my mom's Honda Pilot to GR. It's a big car that fits 8 people including the driver. Originally at the start of Wednesday morning my Impala was full with myself and 4 other passengers. Two of my friends sent me text messages wondering if I had extra seats open because they wanted to go along. I ended up calling my mom, playing phone tag with her, in order to ask and get her car. Luckily for those other two she let me take it. I put $25 in my tank and drove 6 other people. How many of those people offered to give me help for gasoline? None. ABSOLUTELY NONE. That is absolutely REDICULOUS. The funny thing is Clayton (who also drove) and myself planned out to get gasoline once we left for the show and had everyone in the car just because we figured people would step up and offer to help out. Nope. Obviously the plan backfired.
I'm just so frustrated and annoyed that my so called friends think I have all this money to spend on gasoline to drive us wherever they want to go. And at the end of the night last Wednesday, I didn't even get a simple thank you. Not from one person. I'm just so annoyed. Had any of the 7 people I ended up driving said thank you, I wouldn't be so annoyed. Seriously though, how rude can people be. Granted yes, not everyone wants to ride along in a car with me from my history of being a "bad driver", but if I'm doing you the favor of driving you along with me to somewhere you want to go, the least you can do is offer me a few bucks, or just give me a simple thank you. I don't know if people don't realize how much gasoline costs to drive to and from GR all the time because not many of you guys do it, but seriously, it piles up after awhile. A lot. I don't even want to know how much money I have dropped on gasoline to go to concerts in the past year. Since the beginning of last summer I have been to countless concerts in GR with many of my friends, and I can recall only two situations where people helped me with gasoline - East Lansing and Detroit. And even during those two occasions, I put way more gasoline into my car than what people offered to give me. I pretty much paid for 3/4 of the tank of gas those two times (not to then mention oil change, wear and tear on the tires, etc...). I totally sound ungrateful right now, but I don't mean to. I'm VERY grateful that the people I drove offered to help me out those two days because no one ever does.
A lot of it is my fault though. I should've said something right when we got to the gas station that people needed to give me some sort of gas money otherwise we weren't going anywhere. And when I look back to last week and who I drove, I laugh because I know damn well that all of those people have money. All of the teenagers I drove to the show come from families who make a hell of a lot more money than my own, and have mommy and daddy buy them everything. I'm sorry, but my parents don't do that for me. I put all of my own gas in my tank, and I pretty much pay for anything else I want. I'm not made out of
money. All of the $25 I put in the tank when we left Rick's was gone by
the time we returned to his house. All of the money that goes into my
tank is my hard earned money from work. I work my butt off between
babysitting for the Grinstead kids, working between 37-40 hours a week
at Turrell's, and then my summer classes on top of it. I never have
time for a social life because I'm busy with work or school, and if
not, I'm usually exhausted and ready to go to bed from a long day. I deserve to be able
to keep that money I work hard to earn. I shouldn't have to spend it on
chauffering all of you guys around. And I know $25.00 isn't all that much money, but it's the principle of the whole thing.
Everyone DID have money that night, but they ended up spending it all on merch at the show. I hate when people try to pull the, "I don't have any money" line, or the "I will give you money after the show" line. Bullcrap. You won't pay me later like you said you would, and you had money, you just spent it all on feeding yourself and merchandise from the band. Now I'm the first one to say I buy a lot of merch when I go to shows because I'm all about helping out the bands, but seriously people, how about helping out the driver????
Every one of those people had money with them because I saw them buy stuff with it. I saw them buy food at wesco and merchandise at skelletones. Ugh, I'm just so annoyed and angry with every single person I drove to the show last week for their lack of consideration. And I know it's stupid, but I've cried over this a few times too. But I guess that's what I guess for not asking for gas money. Now I know better for next time. No one else better ask me to drive us somewhere without giving me a little helping hand because I am sick of being walked all over. And like I said, it's not only last weeks sitation that has been getting on my nerves, but every time I drive people along with me to concerts. Last week just set me off though. Sorry, I'm just really frustrated with all of you who I have ever driven around for your lack of consideration.
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