I found my car with no numberplates at 1:30am after working for 12 and a half hours. I rang the police to report it and was told not to drive my car so I slept in my car, and froze my a$$ off. I went to the RTA early to arrange new plates but could not get any because i had no registration papers even though i said there are at my house which is like 60klms away and i can't drive home to get them.
I then tried to get to my house by train and taxi (which cost a small fortune) and back to the RTA before they shut @ midday, which obviously was a failure.
The entire time my phone was dead flat and I couldn't even get the number out of my phone to ring my ex wife to tell her what was going on as i was supposed to pick my kids up 7am & then when i could get a phone wouldn't let me talk to them or come and get them and just yelled to them while i was on the phone "your dads not coming".
So, to the scumsucking maggot(s) whole stole my plates, I hope for the rest of your life that your balls fill with battery acid & and all your future sex partners be nothing but your hand in a spiked glove soaked in aftershave.
And to the R.T.A person, It's my car, you know this you have both my license and registration details on your computer, and you had my license and police info in your hand. i hope everyone for the rest of your days when you need some help treats you with the same amount of common sense you were obviously lucky enough to be blessed with.
Finally to the wife (Yes, I hope you read this), I'm sure it was inconvenient me being late and you may have plans, but your willingness to upset our kids because of your selfish, callous & vindictive attitude will only hurt yourself in the long run.
Anyway, 'nuff said about my crappy day
