Friday, May 02, 2008
Thursday, May 01, 2008
Two weeks ago, Raiontzukai and I went shopping in Montreal, where I bougt a new purse. Because it was larger than the one I already had, when we decided to go take a walk in the Old Port, I quickly switched purses in order to put my coat in purse.
This is when I didn't transfer my driver's licence along with my other things.
Because I haven't switched purses since then, it means that I have been NOT carrying my driver's licence with me for two weeks.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Do give it some thought, ladies, before falling for a man who lives in an evil province like Ontario, where laws are so ridiculous.
So yeah. The first time I ever got pulled over was in Ontario. Because I didn't come to a complete stop when supposedly I should have. Sue me.
So I pulled over. The officer walked up to me and advised of what I'd done - which was a good idea because I truly had no idea. Then he asked to see my insurance papers and my driver's licence. I gave him the insurance papers, then fished inside my purse to get my driver's licence. Guess what happened next?
It wasn't in there.
The first time I ever got pulled over, I was in Ontario and I didn't have my driver's licence with me. Seriously, what are the odds?
Oh, and did I mention that about two days ago, Raiontzukai noticed a rear light had gone out?
So, in case you're wondering, not carrying your driver's licence is worthy of a 110$ fine in Ontario. (So ladies, if you're like me and you switch purses all the time, double-check.) And as they don't give out 72 hour warnings for thingies such as non-working lights anymore (as the officer kindly let me know), this is also an OFFENCE that will cost you another 110$. You should have seen my jaw drop.
Good thing is, by-law offence, such as not coming to a complete stop on a stop sign, are cheaper than in Québec - that's 35$.
Other good thing is, I only got the cheapest fine and got off with warnings for the two others so-called offences.
But still. The first time I got pulled over, I was in Ontario, not carrying my driver's licence in a vehicle that was missing a rear light.
Round of applause, folks.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Traiter un document secret, ça implique tout un tas de mesures de sécurité plus ou moins agaçantes. Par exemple, je travaille sur un portable pendant des heures, voire toute la journée, ce qui est particulièrement anti-ergonomique. C'est comme ça que Mel se ramasse avec des douleurs musculaires intenses. En plus, dès que je veux quitter mon bureau, ne serait-ce que pour aller à la toilette, aller poser une question ou juste prendre un break en allant jaser avec une collègue, je dois tout mettre sous clef : portable et documents. Ce qui fait que quand je fais des textes secrets, je sors beaucoup moins de mon bureau et je me tanne beaucoup plus vite.
Par exemple, là, maintenant. Je suis vraiment tannée. Mais il me reste encore l'équivalent d'un peu plus d'une journée de travail à faire, donc je suis pas sur le point d'en avoir fini.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Donc voilà. N'allez jamais au GARAGE LOUIS GUAY. Jamais. Jamais. C'est du trouble pour rien, service zéro et rip-off garanti, puisque la valise, dont on m'a dit qu'elle avait été repeinte pour matcher ma voiture, a clairement toujours été bleue...