Well, it's been almost a complete week since I turned 21, and I think I'm about ready to call it quits at 21. The week before I turned 21 was good, on Friday the 15th, I sold a car, and then on Saturday the 16th, I sold 3 more. All but 1 deal was a half, so I really only sold 2.5 cars for the weekend. But I made a shit load of money (or so I thought). The third deal I did, was on a car that made an $8000 gross, and I should have recieved half of 75% of that gross as my pay. But the store decided to fuck me over and only ended up paying me $1000 instead of the $3000 they should have. I should have known right then and there that my life would only get more and more shitty. In the next week, Kendra and I had a huge fucking fight, I won't get into details, but I did end up having to talk her out of taking a break from the relationship. Then on my birthday, I let a couple of customers walk away without letting a manager talk to them first, and so, (remember this is on my birthday) they transfered me to "sales purgitory" the Hyundai store. This store has a total of 6 sales people, and sells MAYBE 60 cars in a month. I cannot stand it there, and I am ready to end my realtionship with the Champion Auto Group. Hopefully tonight will be the last bad night of the month. I had the day off today, which should have been a good thing. But no, its snowing. On top of that, I go to the bank to deposit a couple of checks, and on my way from Wells fargo to Firstbank I get fucking rear-ended. And to top that off, the only thing I had to look forward to today, got fucking fucked up too. Kendra and I were supposed to go to dinner, and then watch the OC together afterwords, but could that go right? Fuck no. First, she calls after work to tell me she's too sick to hang out with me, so there goes dinner. Then, the fucking cock sucking president decides to have a press conference, which of course forces Fox to not show the OC.
All I have to say now is, FUCK April, I think I'm just gonna sleep through the last two days.