Earlier today someone wished me a ‘hateful day’. I don’t want to name names *cough*Richard*cough*, they know who they are. Well, my day was just fine. Up until the end actually. Ya finally got your wish you dirty whore! Heh! On my drive back to the valley I was victim of every near miss accident possible. I was cut off, other cars entered my lane, all that crazy annoying shit. But I was determined to have a good night. Even though I am on my own. There were plans, you see. We were invited, but the way it was mentioned to me… or I ought to say, the way I interpreted it was that Richard thought I wouldn’t want to go so he had said we probably wouldn’t go. It didn’t even seem like a question. When I talked to him this afternoon it was more like he thought I wasn’t too keen on it, but he planned to go anyway. So I figured I would just go along with that. By that time I was still at work, and his ride was already on the way, and things were in motion based on next to no discussion. I was kinda annoyed. Had I known he really wanted to go last night when he mentioned it, I would have. Whatever. I am tired and in no real mood to be social now.
Oh, so I was saying, being that I was on my own I needed a plan for dinner. After much distracted thought on my drive towards home (people kept cutting me off) I decided on Quizno’s. While I was in the area I thought I’d get a coffee at the Starbucks next door. After all, I was determined to have a good night! So I got in line. There was a man in a wheelchair ahead of me. I tried to be courteous and give him room to turn around and such, as one does. He ordered and then drove over to wait for his drink. It wasn’t till after I placed my order that I noticed he had parked himself directly under the pick-up counter. Okay. But it was clearly training night. The drinks were really backed up. So I watched as 5 people had to maneuver around and reach over this guy parked right in the way.
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