Maybe I should just go back to bed...
It was one of those mornings.
Just after getting out of the shower, I felt something on my hand. I didn't yet have my glasses on, but I could still tell it was large and dark--it was a big spider. I quickly yelped and shook it off, where it landed in the sink, crawled out, and ended up on my sweatshirt, which was on the counter. Bad spider! Get off of there! Eventually I got it off but that was not how I wanted to start my day.
A little bit later, I looked outside to see where the paper was and didn't see it. I went out to check; no paper. Great; gotta call.
While walking to the end of the driveway, I heard a quacking sound. There was a duck atop my neighbor's house. I said hello.
Then, on my way to work, there was this guy who apparently doesn't know how to merge, at a point where a certain street goes from four lanes to two. I'll admit that both I and the car directly behind me both blocked this guy from passing us because seriously, you had your chance half a mile ago; just move yourself over. But he didn't and continued driving in the right lane even when it ceased to exist. He then sped up a short distance later when the road widened to accommodate a right-turn lane. Okay, so you're turning here; great, we'll be rid of you. Except he didn't turn; he kept going straight, driving down the shoulder until he was the third car ahead of me, in front of the car that did pass me before the lane ended and the big ol' truck that I'd initially been behind, which apparently was going slower than Mr. Jerkface cared for. And yet the reason for that? Was because traffic in front of him was moving slowly! Ass. Hope that extra five car lengths made a huge difference in shaving two seconds off your commuting time.*
Later in my commute, I saw this Doritos truck stopped just past an intersection and leaning at an odd angle, almost like it was parked right in the gutter. When I was able to get closer, I saw that its rear wheel was missing. I don't mean tire; I mean the wheel wasn't there at all. That's not good.
Finally, I got to work and saw a coworker's car in the lot--the coworker who is never early. Weird, but whatever. But when I tried to get in the building, it was locked. I soon figured he must've had a meeting with someone elsewhere, and he and the owner carpooled there; I was totally correct. It was still really strange that he'd beat me there.
Thankfully the rest of the day wasn't so bad, but with such a strange start to the morning it was a bit worrisome. Usually that sort of thing does not bode well.
*I've often wished for a car that could shoot darts at another vehicle acting jerkishly. Like, I've longed to shoot out people's tires. I don't want to cause them harm or damage, but just stop them via instant karma. Passing numerous people on the right, including through an intersection? Totally qualifies. The area this occurred in hardly ever sees a cop or anything, and may be considered unincorporated, but I totally wished someone could have caught that.
Just after getting out of the shower, I felt something on my hand. I didn't yet have my glasses on, but I could still tell it was large and dark--it was a big spider. I quickly yelped and shook it off, where it landed in the sink, crawled out, and ended up on my sweatshirt, which was on the counter. Bad spider! Get off of there! Eventually I got it off but that was not how I wanted to start my day.
A little bit later, I looked outside to see where the paper was and didn't see it. I went out to check; no paper. Great; gotta call.
While walking to the end of the driveway, I heard a quacking sound. There was a duck atop my neighbor's house. I said hello.
Then, on my way to work, there was this guy who apparently doesn't know how to merge, at a point where a certain street goes from four lanes to two. I'll admit that both I and the car directly behind me both blocked this guy from passing us because seriously, you had your chance half a mile ago; just move yourself over. But he didn't and continued driving in the right lane even when it ceased to exist. He then sped up a short distance later when the road widened to accommodate a right-turn lane. Okay, so you're turning here; great, we'll be rid of you. Except he didn't turn; he kept going straight, driving down the shoulder until he was the third car ahead of me, in front of the car that did pass me before the lane ended and the big ol' truck that I'd initially been behind, which apparently was going slower than Mr. Jerkface cared for. And yet the reason for that? Was because traffic in front of him was moving slowly! Ass. Hope that extra five car lengths made a huge difference in shaving two seconds off your commuting time.*
Later in my commute, I saw this Doritos truck stopped just past an intersection and leaning at an odd angle, almost like it was parked right in the gutter. When I was able to get closer, I saw that its rear wheel was missing. I don't mean tire; I mean the wheel wasn't there at all. That's not good.
Finally, I got to work and saw a coworker's car in the lot--the coworker who is never early. Weird, but whatever. But when I tried to get in the building, it was locked. I soon figured he must've had a meeting with someone elsewhere, and he and the owner carpooled there; I was totally correct. It was still really strange that he'd beat me there.
Thankfully the rest of the day wasn't so bad, but with such a strange start to the morning it was a bit worrisome. Usually that sort of thing does not bode well.
*I've often wished for a car that could shoot darts at another vehicle acting jerkishly. Like, I've longed to shoot out people's tires. I don't want to cause them harm or damage, but just stop them via instant karma. Passing numerous people on the right, including through an intersection? Totally qualifies. The area this occurred in hardly ever sees a cop or anything, and may be considered unincorporated, but I totally wished someone could have caught that.