A Rough Day
What a morning. I got assholed at and spidered in the space of 15 minutes.
I was a few milliseconds slow for the lady behind me when I turned onto Lenox Road on the way to work today, so she honked her horn at me. Then she actually pulled around me after we both made the turn, got in front of me in my lane and hit her brakes. Then she swerved into another lane and turned onto the highway.
I've heard of road rage, but this is the first time I've ever had anyone actually use their car as a weapon against me. Does this woman live her life like this? Deliberately trying to kill anyone who gets in her way? What if I hadn't noticed, and slammed into her? Leaving out the "at fault" issue, I might have killed her. What was she in such a hurry for that she had to make that turn so fast in the first place, and did the second she might have gained at the corner outweigh the time she spent threatening both our lives? I sincerely hope she doesn't have children.
Once safely at work, I got into the parking elevator, hit the button, and let the doors close in front of me. When they opened again, there was an ENORMOUS, GIGANTIC, HUMONGOUS spider directly at my eye level. The blasted thing had built its web across the elevator door on the lobby level. I let the doors close again, went back down, and walked up to the lobby. Because, you know, I needed the exercise. Right?
I need a drink.
I was a few milliseconds slow for the lady behind me when I turned onto Lenox Road on the way to work today, so she honked her horn at me. Then she actually pulled around me after we both made the turn, got in front of me in my lane and hit her brakes. Then she swerved into another lane and turned onto the highway.
I've heard of road rage, but this is the first time I've ever had anyone actually use their car as a weapon against me. Does this woman live her life like this? Deliberately trying to kill anyone who gets in her way? What if I hadn't noticed, and slammed into her? Leaving out the "at fault" issue, I might have killed her. What was she in such a hurry for that she had to make that turn so fast in the first place, and did the second she might have gained at the corner outweigh the time she spent threatening both our lives? I sincerely hope she doesn't have children.
Once safely at work, I got into the parking elevator, hit the button, and let the doors close in front of me. When they opened again, there was an ENORMOUS, GIGANTIC, HUMONGOUS spider directly at my eye level. The blasted thing had built its web across the elevator door on the lobby level. I let the doors close again, went back down, and walked up to the lobby. Because, you know, I needed the exercise. Right?
I need a drink.