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Old 01-06-2013, 06:13 AM   #1
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Default Bad week with the Subie. Cheer me up?

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So last Wednesday night I stayed up late into the night.
I awoke Thursday afternoon missing work, but it was no big deal.
I called a buddy of mine up around 3:00PM. He told me he was at a Basketball game that he was going to the Casino right after it ended around 3:15PM.
I thought to myself if I should go, and opted in. I knew I wasn't going to make it (25 miles away through downtown Chicago traffic) When he was at the United Center. Not having time to shower, I brushed my teeth, put on deodorant and headed out the door questioning whether I should go or stay. I was really low on fuel. I had no cash either for the casino, and would have to go to a 7-11 ATM by the Casino. So, I stopped at the shell by my house, got 6 gallons of gas. It was extremely cold and I was in a hurry. As I was about to put the pump back a bunch of left over fuel spilled onto the rear left quarter panel. Thinking I would use my trusty Waffle Weave to wipe it away. I thought that I was in a hurry, and didn't want to have a fuel soaked rag sitting in my car and wouldn't be able to drop the rag off at home. I immediately grabbed the ****ty shop towels and began to wipe the fuel off the door. At this time my jaw dropped. I had hurt my pride and joy. A clear coat surface scratch appeared from the fuel door to the bottom of the quarter panel about 15 inches long arcing. I panicked, and realized I didn't have time to worry about that and needed to start heading out to the casino. At the same time, I thought I could back out of this. I don't need to go spend Hundreds of dollars and lose at a casino. Thinking to myself that I was going to have a bad time. I had my second missed opportunity of the day to stay home, but I kept on driving. I set my navigation for the 7-11 a mile up the road for the casino, and head out.

After about a half hour in traffic, I managed to get 5 miles from the Casino. I called my buddy up, asked him where he was at. He began to tell me that he had to go pick some people up, and would not be at the Casino until 4:45-5:15. I just paid the $2.00 toll or whatever it was, and felt committed to waiting for him. I continued on and made my way to the 7-11. I was somewhat hungry, so I grabbed one of their crappy turkey sandwiches and an iced tea. It was only 4:00 now. I had an hour to kill. Still thinking about just going back home, I ran into my 4th missed opportunity of the day. Whilst eating my lunch, I gave a call to my Subaru Dealership and inquired about getting the scratch buffed out. The guy who sold me the car felt extremely bad, and hoped it wasn't a deep scratch. He assured me he would have someone take a look at it for me and we'd go from there. The STi looked kind of dirty and covered in salt, so I figured I'd go and give her a nice spray down at a Self-Service Car Wash. This was another 6 miles down the road from the Casino. So I made my way and arrived at around 4:15. I get to the place and wash her with just water on the sprayer. Wheel wells, wheels, every corner I could kill more time with I washed it. The scratch didn't look bad at all. I still felt anxious about gambling the money I took out of the ATM ($150). I thought about going home again. My 5th missed opportunity. Around 4:45, I was told they were almost there and made my way over. I hung out with my friend’s family and friends, lost $150, and at around 11:30 decided to go home. On my way out, my friend and his buddies asked me if I wanted to come hang out with them for a while, and I obliged. My 6th missed opportunity. Instead of going home, I hung out at a few of their houses, and left at around 2:30.

I was headed home now, finally, and I got a phone call from a friend. RIGHT when I was next to my exit to go home, I went the other direction (east) and went to go meet up with him. He told me he was holding a tight parking spot for me. My 7th missed opportunity to go home. I got there, managed to park the car. The spot was kind of weird and the car would roll one direction when I was in neutral. I lifted the parking brake, and went into this buddy’s house. About an hour later, I finally decided to call it a day. I walked outside and I was sitting on my buddies Tow Hitch. He was hauling something back to Michigan that week. The scratch was minor, but the back was deep, but not huge. Someone managed to roll me into my friends tow hitch. After my mini panic attack, I realized the next day the damage was barely visible and not to severe. I made the comment to my friends saying "it's just a car, things happen."
I was planning on taking it to the dealership on Monday, but I was too busy at work. I got home from work, and a buddy called me and we went out to chill for a few hours. I came home around 8pm, and got a phone call from some friends. Asking me if I wanted to drive them around down town to the bars, and that they were already drinking. After bitching them out for not inviting me, I hung up the phone. I got an apology, and they said they would let me know what bar they are going to.
I got messaged about a half hour later, telling me they were out at a bar, and that I should come out.
I felt scummy and didn't feel like going to babysit a bunch of drunks but ended up going anyways. My 8th missed opportunity to just stay the **** home. I arrived to the bar with 5 friends, one who was passed out, and another who puked on the table. They bought me a beer, and decided to go either out, to eat, or home. I didn't know I would be the second designated driver basically. The guy who puked on the table was taken home by another friend, where everyone else piled into my car. The Subie had 4 people in the car now. All extremely intoxicated and loud. While the decision making took place, I decided to drive to my house, were we could hang out play video games whatever. They decided that we should just go to eat at a Mexican place up the road. My 9th missed opportunity. I immediately told them Mexican food doesn't agree with any of our stomachs, and we should pass, but they insisted. I told them over and over again that if anyone puked in my car they would be paying me for it. We went we ate. The friend I went to the Casino with passed out, and we had to wake him up. I had to carry him to the car because he was falling over in the restaurant. One of the 3 guys in my car had a ride so he stayed back. As I pull out my Waffle weave, I throw it to the guy in the back seat and tell him if he needs to puke, puke in this. And I reiterated that they would be paying if they puked in my car. We get about a block down the street and I look at my friend in the passenger seat and he is puking into his jacket. So scared I would stab him in my new car, I immediately grabbed the waffle weave, pulled over opened my door, and the waterfalls ran deep. He managed to puke a little on the seat belt, on the door near the cup holder, on the kick plate, and side skirt and outside. Thank god he did not puke on the carpet or the seats. I ran around the side and used the waffle weave to wipe it all off while pulled on the side of the road. I cleaned my friend’s hands, one finger at a time, and told him to not touch anything! I threw out the waffle weave, and cried a little. I then had to immediately drop him the off, and dropped the other guy off. I speed down my street pulled in my drive way and managed to clean up the puke rather quickly with my 20 old microfibers, and my wash mits, 3 buckets all hot water, and Car was shampoo...The works. I then went to Wal-Mart, bought some Ozium and some little trees. The car was clean. I wiped every inch of it to my best abilities. Currently I don't think there is any smell in the car, and I think my friend got away with murder.
Now here's what happened today. I went again to a buddy’s house. Started drinking around 5pm, with a bonfire in the backyard. I walk outside around 1am to go home, and someone managed to HIT my license plate and crushed the mounts. I don't know who managed to hit it, but it just made no sense. I'm just so baffled right now.
My week has been so bad. It's like whenever things are looking up; things have to come back down again. It's inevitable.

Currently, I'm intoxicated and sad. Could someone please cheer me up? Thanks guys = (

TL;DR People keep hitting and puking in my new STi, and I'm having a horrible week.


Mounting damage


License Plate Damage





Tow Hooke Damage


Rear Bumper Damage



Quarter Panel Scratch that you can't see lol




This is what she looked like 2 days before this fiasco started happening...



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Old 01-06-2013, 06:36 AM   #2
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So last Wednesday night I stayed up late into the night.
I awoke Thursday afternoon missing work, but it was no big deal.
I called a buddy of mine up around 3:00PM. He told me he was at a Basketball game that he was going to the Casino right after it ended around 3:15PM.
I thought to myself if I should go, and opted in. I knew I wasn't going to make it (25 miles away through downtown Chicago traffic) When he was at the United Center. Not having time to shower, I brushed my teeth, put on deodorant and headed out the door questioning whether I should go or stay. I was really low on fuel. I had no cash either for the casino, and would have to go to a 7-11 ATM by the Casino. So, I stopped at the shell by my house, got 6 gallons of gas. It was extremely cold and I was in a hurry. As I was about to put the pump back a bunch of left over fuel spilled onto the rear left quarter panel. Thinking I would use my trusty Waffle Weave to wipe it away. I thought that I was in a hurry, and didn't want to have a fuel soaked rag sitting in my car and wouldn't be able to drop the rag off at home. I immediately grabbed the ****ty shop towels and began to wipe the fuel off the door. At this time my jaw dropped. I had hurt my pride and joy. A clear coat surface scratch appeared from the fuel door to the bottom of the quarter panel about 15 inches long arcing. I panicked, and realized I didn't have time to worry about that and needed to start heading out to the casino. At the same time, I thought I could back out of this. I don't need to go spend Hundreds of dollars and lose at a casino. Thinking to myself that I was going to have a bad time. I had my second missed opportunity of the day to stay home, but I kept on driving. I set my navigation for the 7-11 a mile up the road for the casino, and head out.

After about a half hour in traffic, I managed to get 5 miles from the Casino. I called my buddy up, asked him where he was at. He began to tell me that he had to go pick some people up, and would not be at the Casino until 4:45-5:15. I just paid the $2.00 toll or whatever it was, and felt committed to waiting for him. I continued on and made my way to the 7-11. I was somewhat hungry, so I grabbed one of their crappy turkey sandwiches and an iced tea. It was only 4:00 now. I had an hour to kill. Still thinking about just going back home, I ran into my 4th missed opportunity of the day. Whilst eating my lunch, I gave a call to my Subaru Dealership and inquired about getting the scratch buffed out. The guy who sold me the car felt extremely bad, and hoped it wasn't a deep scratch. He assured me he would have someone take a look at it for me and we'd go from there. The STi looked kind of dirty and covered in salt, so I figured I'd go and give her a nice spray down at a Self-Service Car Wash. This was another 6 miles down the road from the Casino. So I made my way and arrived at around 4:15. I get to the place and wash her with just water on the sprayer. Wheel wells, wheels, every corner I could kill more time with I washed it. The scratch didn't look bad at all. I still felt anxious about gambling the money I took out of the ATM ($150). I thought about going home again. My 5th missed opportunity. Around 4:45, I was told they were almost there and made my way over. I hung out with my friend’s family and friends, lost $150, and at around 11:30 decided to go home. On my way out, my friend and his buddies asked me if I wanted to come hang out with them for a while, and I obliged. My 6th missed opportunity. Instead of going home, I hung out at a few of their houses, and left at around 2:30.

I was headed home now, finally, and I got a phone call from a friend. RIGHT when I was next to my exit to go home, I went the other direction (east) and went to go meet up with him. He told me he was holding a tight parking spot for me. My 7th missed opportunity to go home. I got there, managed to park the car. The spot was kind of weird and the car would roll one direction when I was in neutral. I lifted the parking brake, and went into this buddy’s house. About an hour later, I finally decided to call it a day. I walked outside and I was sitting on my buddies Tow Hitch. He was hauling something back to Michigan that week. The scratch was minor, but the back was deep, but not huge. Someone managed to roll me into my friends tow hitch. After my mini panic attack, I realized the next day the damage was barely visible and not to severe. I made the comment to my friends saying "it's just a car, things happen."
I was planning on taking it to the dealership on Monday, but I was too busy at work. I got home from work, and a buddy called me and we went out to chill for a few hours. I came home around 8pm, and got a phone call from some friends. Asking me if I wanted to drive them around down town to the bars, and that they were already drinking. After bitching them out for not inviting me, I hung up the phone. I got an apology, and they said they would let me know what bar they are going to.
I got messaged about a half hour later, telling me they were out at a bar, and that I should come out.
I felt scummy and didn't feel like going to babysit a bunch of drunks but ended up going anyways. My 8th missed opportunity to just stay the **** home. I arrived to the bar with 5 friends, one who was passed out, and another who puked on the table. They bought me a beer, and decided to go either out, to eat, or home. I didn't know I would be the second designated driver basically. The guy who puked on the table was taken home by another friend, where everyone else piled into my car. The Subie had 4 people in the car now. All extremely intoxicated and loud. While the decision making took place, I decided to drive to my house, were we could hang out play video games whatever. They decided that we should just go to eat at a Mexican place up the road. My 9th missed opportunity. I immediately told them Mexican food doesn't agree with any of our stomachs, and we should pass, but they insisted. I told them over and over again that if anyone puked in my car they would be paying me for it. We went we ate. The friend I went to the Casino with passed out, and we had to wake him up. I had to carry him to the car because he was falling over in the restaurant. One of the 3 guys in my car had a ride so he stayed back. As I pull out my Waffle weave, I throw it to the guy in the back seat and tell him if he needs to puke, puke in this. And I reiterated that they would be paying if they puked in my car. We get about a block down the street and I look at my friend in the passenger seat and he is puking into his jacket. So scared I would stab him in my new car, I immediately grabbed the waffle weave, pulled over opened my door, and the waterfalls ran deep. He managed to puke a little on the seat belt, on the door near the cup holder, on the kick plate, and side skirt and outside. Thank god he did not puke on the carpet or the seats. I ran around the side and used the waffle weave to wipe it all off while pulled on the side of the road. I cleaned my friend’s hands, one finger at a time, and told him to not touch anything! I threw out the waffle weave, and cried a little. I then had to immediately drop him the off, and dropped the other guy off. I speed down my street pulled in my drive way and managed to clean up the puke rather quickly with my 20 old microfibers, and my wash mits, 3 buckets all hot water, and Car was shampoo...The works. I then went to Wal-Mart, bought some Ozium and some little trees. The car was clean. I wiped every inch of it to my best abilities. Currently I don't think there is any smell in the car, and I think my friend got away with murder.
Now here's what happened today. I went again to a buddy’s house. Started drinking around 5pm, with a bonfire in the backyard. I walk outside around 1am to go home, and someone managed to HIT my license plate and crushed the mounts. I don't know who managed to hit it, but it just made no sense. I'm just so baffled right now.
My week has been so bad. It's like whenever things are looking up; things have to come back down again. It's inevitable.

Currently, I'm intoxicated and sad. Could someone please cheer me up? Thanks guys = (

TL;DR People keep hitting and puking in my new STi, and I'm having a horrible week.


Mounting damage


License Plate Damage





Tow Hooke Damage


Rear Bumper Damage



Quarter Panel Scratch that you can't see lol




This is what she looked like 2 days before this fiasco started happening...



The ****?

Jack, please please please move this to OT. It is Juggernaut January, after all.
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I just bought my 3rd Subaru 03 WRX with EJ207 in it. That cheered me up. Or you could drink until the pain goes away. The gold rims with black looks good.
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