Seriously! I want to know what is wrong with everyone who has crossed my path today. I am beginning to think that maybe it is just me? Maybe I am the one who is off..

Every customer I dealt with had some issue with life in general

On the way home I am in the right lane there is a lane beside me that turns right. I am cut off by a driver who decides that she needs to be in my lane after all and goes straight at an intersection… no big deal until she starts to drift into the left lane ... but the big man in the big black SUV dealt with that with a swift blaring of his horn.. and then he decided he needed to turn right FROM THE LEFT HAND LANE and nearly took out my front end. I was able to get around him and take my turn but that didn’t stop the THREE other cars in the left lane who did the same thing The good thing about this is that the one who managed to get over first did 2mph Awesome! I only want to get home people!!

I get home and search my roll there and I read about this over at Hey Freak.

Joshua Romano and four friends were swimming in a creek but had to leave because of rain. They spotted the zebra as they were driving down a road near the farm. That’s when Romano pulled out a deer rifle and shot Zambi dead, Ketchum said. The animal was worth about $10,000.

And this

The Upper East Side’s beloved hawk, Pale Male, was the target of a cruel attack yesterday when a construction worker pummeled him with rocks - and now bird lovers are fearing for Pale Male’s life.

I am convinced that these people have to be related to some of the dolts I dealt with today!!

I mean What The Fuck People!

Thankfully I had some jokes in my inbox from my sister to make it all betterer…well at least a little bit.

How I want to live my next life...........

I want to live my next life backwards:

You start out dead and get that out of the way.

Then you wake up in an assisted living facility feeling better every day.

Then you get kicked out for being too healthy.
Enjoy your retirement and collect your pension.

Then when you start work, you get a gold watch on your first day.

You work 40 years until you're too young to work.

You get ready for high school: drink alcohol, party, and you're
generally promiscuous.

Then you go to primary school, you become a kid, you play, and you have
no responsibilities.

Then you become a baby, and then...

You spend your last 9 months floating peacefully in luxury, in spa-like
conditions - central heating, room service on tap,
and then...

You finish off as an orgasm.

I rest my case.

 

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