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Boy, was I glad to just get into bed and at least get 7 good hours where no more bad things could happen until I had to get up and drive in the slop tonight and go to work.
Every day on my way home, I fear for my life. The morning commute is nothing short of suicide for me, and homicide for others. I swear, every morning, people are late for work or just so self important that they have to drive worse than drunken twacked out maniacs on meth! I HATE driving home Monday-Thursday mornings. At least on Friday, after I get my laundry done, it's later morning, but before lunch, so the freeway is a lot less busy.
Anyway, the start of the trip.
I'm a few miles into my journey home. There is a Wal-Mart one stop light before the entrance to the freeway. This stupid cow in a van had been following me ever since leaving my parents' house....well, tailgating, not following. Did it even occur to her that temperatures were flirting with the freezing mark and that it was sleeting? Nope. She was on my ass. Then she was weaving in and out of traffic once we got on the highway. Then when the other lane was too plugged to move her ginormous van over, she got behind me again and pressed her van so close that I could see every detail of her ugly fuming face in my rear view mirror. I swear she was hyperventalating.
Now, back to Wal-Mart. She continues her dangerous tailgating as we turn onto the next highway, and the very second the right turn lane to go into Wal-Mart appears, she cranks that wheel and proceeds to rocket past me. She took the turn into Wal-Mart so wide that she nearly clipped the entire driver's side off of the small car exiting Wal-Mart on the service road.
Now let's fast forward to where I've been on the freeway, now I'm ready to exit and get closer to home.
I get in the exit lane. As is most days with morning rush hour, that exit is clogged like a toilet full of paper towel because EVERYONE has to take that exit. The car behind me tailgated me the entire time on the off ramp until I got to the big clog. Did you not notice that there is a HUGE logjam up ahead? Fucking moron trying to push me to go faster when there's a huge jam ahead.
Now I get to the stop sign at the end of the exit, with that idiot still behind me. I'm used to this....people late for work so they will push push push for people to take the off ramp at 75 mph and expect people to blow the stop sign at the end. There were people coming, so I had to wait before I could turn right.
Now where I turn right, there are 4 lanes......I need to be in the furthest left lane....so when I turn right, I make sure NO ONE is coming and I hop right into that left most lane because my next turn is at the very next stop light. (Isn't that nice?)
So I can finally turn right, and I'm turning, and the idiot behind me actually whips it and tries to get ahead of me (this is called "One Upping". When someone behind you gets mad at how "slow" you are so they one up you and then you have to quick decide if you're going to take a chance or just wait your turn to get back in your place). I take a chance and put that moron in their place. Of course, I get viciously honked at, and then the moron proceeds to whip it into the other lane, then rocket past me, then get ahead of me.
The deal breaker of it all? The moron had a Jesus fish decal on the back of their car. Nice driving self contradiction. I'm sure Jesus loves it when you drive like you're the most important person on the road.
Now let's fast forward to a while later. I got home, took my makeup off, cleaned up, went tanning, and it's now 8:50 AM leaving the tanning salon. Every Tuesday I go to Subway, it's just a stupid tradition like every Friday I go to McDonalds....can't really explain it.
Anyway, drive past Subway......20 minutes after it's supposed to be open......no lights on, no cars in the parking lot......great. So I swallowed my pride and drove to the Subway in my city's Wal-Mart a couple of miles out of the way.
Then I get home and have to make an appointment for my shot. I call the clinic and the receptionist says in a very snotty way, "I'm sorry but we've changed the way we do things around here, if you want to make an appointment for THAT kind of thing, you need to call your doctor and make an appointment with one of her nurses." That kind of thing? So she took my info and said a nurse would call me back right away.
Three hours later right away. So what do the receptionists do now? I thought their job was to make appointments? Oh well, maybe I'm just being presumptuous and rude.
What a great morning.
Then on the news tonight, I find out that my employer is firing all the temps and cutting full time hours down to 4 day weeks. Great.
Every day on my way home, I fear for my life. The morning commute is nothing short of suicide for me, and homicide for others. I swear, every morning, people are late for work or just so self important that they have to drive worse than drunken twacked out maniacs on meth! I HATE driving home Monday-Thursday mornings. At least on Friday, after I get my laundry done, it's later morning, but before lunch, so the freeway is a lot less busy.
Anyway, the start of the trip.
I'm a few miles into my journey home. There is a Wal-Mart one stop light before the entrance to the freeway. This stupid cow in a van had been following me ever since leaving my parents' house....well, tailgating, not following. Did it even occur to her that temperatures were flirting with the freezing mark and that it was sleeting? Nope. She was on my ass. Then she was weaving in and out of traffic once we got on the highway. Then when the other lane was too plugged to move her ginormous van over, she got behind me again and pressed her van so close that I could see every detail of her ugly fuming face in my rear view mirror. I swear she was hyperventalating.
Now, back to Wal-Mart. She continues her dangerous tailgating as we turn onto the next highway, and the very second the right turn lane to go into Wal-Mart appears, she cranks that wheel and proceeds to rocket past me. She took the turn into Wal-Mart so wide that she nearly clipped the entire driver's side off of the small car exiting Wal-Mart on the service road.
Now let's fast forward to where I've been on the freeway, now I'm ready to exit and get closer to home.
I get in the exit lane. As is most days with morning rush hour, that exit is clogged like a toilet full of paper towel because EVERYONE has to take that exit. The car behind me tailgated me the entire time on the off ramp until I got to the big clog. Did you not notice that there is a HUGE logjam up ahead? Fucking moron trying to push me to go faster when there's a huge jam ahead.
Now I get to the stop sign at the end of the exit, with that idiot still behind me. I'm used to this....people late for work so they will push push push for people to take the off ramp at 75 mph and expect people to blow the stop sign at the end. There were people coming, so I had to wait before I could turn right.
Now where I turn right, there are 4 lanes......I need to be in the furthest left lane....so when I turn right, I make sure NO ONE is coming and I hop right into that left most lane because my next turn is at the very next stop light. (Isn't that nice?)
So I can finally turn right, and I'm turning, and the idiot behind me actually whips it and tries to get ahead of me (this is called "One Upping". When someone behind you gets mad at how "slow" you are so they one up you and then you have to quick decide if you're going to take a chance or just wait your turn to get back in your place). I take a chance and put that moron in their place. Of course, I get viciously honked at, and then the moron proceeds to whip it into the other lane, then rocket past me, then get ahead of me.
The deal breaker of it all? The moron had a Jesus fish decal on the back of their car. Nice driving self contradiction. I'm sure Jesus loves it when you drive like you're the most important person on the road.
Now let's fast forward to a while later. I got home, took my makeup off, cleaned up, went tanning, and it's now 8:50 AM leaving the tanning salon. Every Tuesday I go to Subway, it's just a stupid tradition like every Friday I go to McDonalds....can't really explain it.
Anyway, drive past Subway......20 minutes after it's supposed to be open......no lights on, no cars in the parking lot......great. So I swallowed my pride and drove to the Subway in my city's Wal-Mart a couple of miles out of the way.
Then I get home and have to make an appointment for my shot. I call the clinic and the receptionist says in a very snotty way, "I'm sorry but we've changed the way we do things around here, if you want to make an appointment for THAT kind of thing, you need to call your doctor and make an appointment with one of her nurses." That kind of thing? So she took my info and said a nurse would call me back right away.
Three hours later right away. So what do the receptionists do now? I thought their job was to make appointments? Oh well, maybe I'm just being presumptuous and rude.
What a great morning.
Then on the news tonight, I find out that my employer is firing all the temps and cutting full time hours down to 4 day weeks. Great.
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