Wow, yesterday was quite a day.

Every two fridays or so, my boss organize an activity. This week, it was Go-karting. We needed to be there at 16h30 and we left my job at 16h. Of course, I had to drive like a maniac to get there. It’s funny how having “new people” in your car makes you drive differently. Anyways… let’s skip forward to the race:

Go-karting is really fun, but the track is very small (barely taking a half a minute to do a a full lap). Lots of curves, lots of skid/slide and of course, lots of crashes. The qualification run was actually pretty fun… but immediately… I noticed something… NOBODY IS RESPECTING THE RULES!!!! God that pissed me off! Everytime we were suppose to slow down, nobody did! Overpassing everybody!! Rah, I know it was just for fun, but I would’ve had much more fun if people respected the god damned simple rules.

As if this wasn’t enough to spoil a little bit of my fun, my first kart had a flat, thus preventing me to turn at all… and the second one was like, 7/8 of the speed of the rest! There was a pseudo-straight line… and everybody could butt-fuck me right there because their kart was faster. Anyways!! Enough complaining, I finished the race 6th or 7th or something like that, with a sore wrist (from a hit) and a really fucked up knee (god damned those things are small!!)

Sweaty and tired, I was off with Martine for our swing-night at the cat’s corner… Read next post