It was a year ago this week, that I bought the Talon and my life became very tedious and complicated. Honestly, I believe the damn car was cursed... it seemed like from the day I bought it, many things I touched went to shit... phooey on that :) But, typical of my roller-coaster life, things have balanced themselves out and life is as close to normal as it ever gets for me. I think that's a good thing.
I missed three busses this morning on the way to work. It's the first time I've missed busses in a while and it had to be today when it piss poured rain. I stood at the stop waiting for the first one. It was five minutes past the latest I had ever seen it, so I started walking down to the bus stop two blocks away (it has a bus shelter! yay!). The bus passed me midway. Poop on it. So I hopped on another bus. I got off at a stop into a deluge of rain, so I could transfer to a bus that went down to where I work. Unfortunately, the connecting bus was driving away as I got off. Poop on it too. So I waited in the deluge, my trusty umbrella keeping my head and upper back dry (*mutter*), and jumped on the next bus that came along. Fortunately, it was headed downtown, so I was still on course. Sadly, as we pulled up to the connecting stop, I watched the two busses that would have taken me down to the office pull away and leave me behind. Poop on them all. I hopped on a bus (the wrong bus) and ended up being dropped off about 8 blocks from work (I confused that bus route with another one I rarely take). I was so pissed at this point that I just walked. It poured until I was about 50 yards from the door. I was 15 minutes late and I resembled a drowned rat. The service manager happened to be standing at the door as I drug myself in and he said,
"Well, good afternoon. You must have missed the bus today?" It was 9:15am. The service manager nearly had a very wet umbrella shoved up his arse. Thank fuck for diplomacy.
One of our great customers brought us a treat today. She brought chocolate and beer. I like chocolate and beer. Three of the other staff and I sat down after the shop closed and enjoyed our treat. It was nice to sit down and shoot the shit with the co-workers, they're a really good bunch.
Hmm.
I have an odd problem. I've had a plastic Sun-Maid raisins container on my desk for ages. It's empty and I've told myself on several occasions that I have to throw it away. But every time I clean my room, it seems I somehow miss the bloody thing. I clean the desk and anything I happen to see that's garbage-like, I toss into the bin. There's almost always a wrapper or paper or some junk thing right next to it that goes into the bin, but this damn thing is still here.
I wonder if a grenade would work.
