man seems like my procured driver license is not so smoothly as it is, if you guys remember I mentioned that my "FUCKING CHINESE" coach lost his cell after my exam.
so to add a little more details, old fucking man is coming back without any god damn clue and accusing me irrationally for stealing his cellphone, and has shown intention of going after my work/school/family to check on my personal records. According to him, as that I have no recollection of his little "shitty" phone whatsoever, his last used his cellphone at the library parking lot to call me. I didn't even pick it up because I was already walking towards there. Long story short, we got to Loguheed ICBC for booked road test and I killed it, during which the coach was at ICBC alone. Then the moment I got my temporary license he came up to me saying his cellphone is lost. Shithead thought that it was me mocking with him and had his phone on me somewhere, even did a body search. He went questioning the examiner as well, she nothing. I asked him if he had been anywhere during my test, he said a nearby McD and sweep searched the path he walked. All that hassle that day was ended because he had another appointment with another student, at least that I thought it was over. He went back that China for 2 weeks on that night.
Cell rang when I was trying to take a nap in the afternoon, oh shit it was douchebag. And given that two weeks that he spent thinking, along with the worthless friends who’ve all inclined to put guilty on my head, he now thinks 100% that it’s Ray who fucked around with him. Dipshit can’t even come up a reason as to why I would want his crap when I have a baller X10. He started making up shits that have absolutely nothing to do with it at all, like I stole it because there’s important info in the chip card, and I was like “why the fuck on earth would I want it for, I don’t even know you enough to know what info is vital.” It was virtually impossible to suggest or convince him that he might have lost his phone himself. And man, talking about a good heart bitten by a vicious dog, I was trying to help him find his phone the whole time. I will not, unless someone has killed one of my important persons, mess around with my karma for screwing up others livelihood for nothing.
If this shit goes as far as to court, I might need some assistance from here.
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Hey Peter and Clarence, it’s time for UFC target practice.