Oct 02, 2008 18:03
LORD. I am FULL OF RAGE.
I left work early to make up for my insane 14-hour shift on Monday night/Tuesday morning, and on the way home, I fell on the stairs in front of everyone. That was my own fault - I was in a hurry, and trying to go past this dude who was taking forever to go up the stairs. Everyone was all, "Wow, that looked really bad, are you okay?" and I was like, "DON'T EVEN LOOK AT ME!!"
Then! The train was super-crowded and full of lots of strangers touching me, which is not any fun at all. When I got to the bus station, I had to wait in a really long line that stretched through a doorway, and this woman came up behind me. I moved so she could go past me, but she just stood there. I took out my earbuds and said, "Did you want to get past me, or are you waiting in line?" and she said, "I want to get past you!" really rudely. So I moved some more, and then said, "See, I couldn't hear you, so I had to ask." AND THEN! She was like, "Well, then you need to take out your headphones!"
And I said, "For chrissake, I DID TAKE OUT MY GODDAMN HEADPHONES AND I ASKED YOU IF YOU WANTED ME TO MOVE, REMEMBER THAT??" Then I felt bad because although she was rude, she was the same age as my mom, and it is just not nice to cuss out someone who is old enough to be your mom.
Then my ride home was total hassles, etc. Now I'm inside and warm and wearing my pajamas - yes, at 6pm - and I am just going to take a bath and watch Dreamgirls and make some soup because I CAN'T TAKE MUCH MORE OF THIS, GOD.
Anyway. Yes. Soup.
rage