Feeling "whatever"

Get onto the bus in Doncaster, validate my ticket. Arrive in the city, change to a tram, get asked for my ticket by inspectors. I pull it out, but what the - it doesn't show its been validated. Get asked for ID and everything else that goes with the drama of being caught without a "valid" ticket or whatever they say. I'm arguing I validated my ticket. The inspector is arguing I couldn't have because nothings printed on the back. I argue that thats not my fault – its the machines...by this time everyones looking. Whatever. Pass over my details and my brand new 10 times, 2 hourly, zone 1&2 ticket. A few days later get my fine in the mail - $158! Whats with the $8 – commission or something? Whatever.

Few days later decide to go to Brunswick Street. Find a spot and start reversing when "bang" – great – reverse into the car behind me. Get abused by the lady. Whatever. Go shopping. Get back to the car and am trying to get out when "bang". Reverse into ANOTHER car. Fantastic. This can't be happening. Last time I drove Bens car I got stuck on a rock. Time before that I got into an accident on Chapel.

Sigh

Anyway, so I was planning to contest the public transport fine. That was until I got transferred to a gazillion different people and departments when trying to find out what exactly I had to do. No one knows what they're on about. Seriously – what a hassle. As for my parking accidents, after getting abused and tormented, the first lady decided to "let me go". Honestly, I really couldn't see anything wrong with her car anyway and all the dents she tried to pin on me clearly couldn't have been me - I think deep down she knew it. As for the second "bang", well lets just say the 2 chicks who saw it thought it was more of a "nudge" so yeah - thats that. Thank goodness.