HOW CAN YOU LIKE HIM (HER?)

Ok, a bit of a stretch from yesterday's post. I was just thinkin' how people can get on your nerves. Or worse, your last one. There's a lady (loose use of that word) at work who hasn't been there more than a few months. She is one of those who just totally rub you the wrong way from the very first time you meet them. You know the kind. It's 5:30 in the morning. You just drug your sorry ass out of a nice warm cozy bed to drive through blinding snow on roads that have not been cleared because real people are still sound asleep at home in their beds. The whole rest of the modern world will not venture out of their homes for another two hours. You run into this flake somewhere between the time clock and the coffee machine; not a safe place to stand with a ridiculous smile chirping "Good Morning to you!". Jee. Suss. After a couple weeks of this obnoxious morning routine, I looked her straight in the face and said, "Lady, you are way too chipper this time of the morning." Today she informed me, with a smile no less, "When I first started here, I thought you didn't like me. Can you believe it?" Why she thinks anything has changed is beyond me.

You know what else pisses me off? And you, I'm sure. Today this woman pulls out in front of me driving her big shiny new ten-ton SUV which probly cost more than my house. (Well...) She could see me coming for ages. I'm going, like 60. She pulls out and is going like 30. Lucky for her, right away there's a passing zone. I dusted her ass. If I had felt like wasting time, I shoulda slowed down to like 20 cause there's no passing for miles. But that would be very childish.

I'm not really as irritated as this post sounds, frankly, I'm quite fine. It thought if I told you that, Simon would gag and everybody else would yawn. Promise to be more interesting tomorrow. Any stragglers, I still need to know why you fell in love...