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10-24-2014 Journal Entry – Rain, Rain, Go Away!   Leave a comment

It’s just another rainy, crappy, and gray October day here in Maine.  It’s a great day to stay in the warm house and to catch up on a million things I’ve been putting off.  With that in mind the cat and I retired to the man-cave to relax, watch a little TV, and work on the computer.  My better-half has the day off and is  enjoying herself in the kitchen.  She’s baking cookies, talking on the phone with family members, and preparing Halloween treats for mailing to her kids.  It looked like a great day was in the making for both of us.

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Just as I was finally beginning to relax  my better-half popped into my inner sanctum for a visit.  She gave me a kiss and an even bigger hug which while appreciated also told me something was up.  She intended to take a short shopping trip and was hinting around for a traveling companion.  Before I knew it I was changing my clothes and preparing to face the outside world.

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The traffic was heavier than anticipated and people were driving badly as always seems to be the case  when the rains come.  After traveling for a few minutes she decided the trip would be shortened from three stops to just one.  I assumed it was because of the rain but it may have been due to all of my swearing and cursing at passing motorists.  We arrived at the store, parked, and began walking towards the entrance.  Almost immediately the sky opened up and the rains came.  I didn’t realize I could still run that fast but I did.  As we entered the store I was told in no uncertain terms that this was to be a short power shopping visit for just a  few essential items  . . .  Yeah right!  Forty-five minutes and a full shopping cart later we were on our way towards the door. We could see through the front windows that  the rain was coming down even harder than before.  I was convinced to bring the car around to the front door where I could pick up her majesty.  I reached the car, drove it to the entrance of the store, and we loaded the groceries into the trunk.  We were wet and uncomfortable and  I could’t wait to get home.

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It was more of the same during the drive home.  I wish I had a dollar for every horn I heard honking and every finger I saw  thrown in anger.  It’s amazing to me how people from Maine can drive normally in two feet of snow and  a blizzard but can’t deal with a moderate amount of rainfall.  I found myself wishing for snow for just a moment but then good sense prevailed.

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We arrived home and quickly pulled into the garage to get out of the rain.  Within seconds of unloading the first bag of groceries I looked outside and the rain had stopped completely.  It never fails . . .

 

 

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06-21-2013   1 comment

Have you ever had something piss you off so bad that you felt a sharp, stabbing pain behind your eyes.  If you have then the following list will be perfect for you.  I love reading lists and also love writing them from time to time.   Most people are occasionally annoying but on their really bad days they make my list.  These items have started this Summer Season with a vengeance.

  • People who love to talk over me during a conversation make me want to scream.
  • The person in front of me at the 14 item express register checkout with fifty items in his cart and a bad attitude when confronted.
  • Waiting in my car at the ATM for fifteen minutes for some moron on foot makes a withdrawal.
  • The guy in the men’s room stall at Wal-mart who leaves the stall in a condition that some people (but not me) might call a real “shit hole”.
  • The attractive woman driving the gorgeous new Lexus who rolls down her window and spits a huge oyster into the passing lane. When you then look at her she resorts to giving you the dreaded “finger”.
  • People who will stand quietly in line at a movie theatre but can’t shut up once the movie starts.
  • People who have something important to tell me and then send me a four word text.
  • People who are “close talkers” with chronic “stench” breath who won’t stop talking.
  • Waiting endlessly in a register line for a customer to be trained in the use of their debit card by the cashier.
  • People who insist on telling me their child is an honor student in some BS school with a freaking bumper sticker.

I feel much better now that I’ve gotten all of these off my chest.  It’s a very cathartic experience to say the least and just might keep me from hurting myself and others.