Toxic post. Read at your own risk.

Yes, this is toxic. I am in a toxic mood today. Lemme see. How can I count the ways…

Number one… What the *heck* are they teaching in driver’s ed these days? Is passing on the right legal now? Last I looked, it was not, at least not here in the Great Lake State. If I am going slow in the left lane on the freeway, it is because I am behind a bunch of slow vee-hickles passing an even slower vee-hickle in the right lane and I can’t go any blasted faster without plowing into somebody’s back end. And I am not gonna do that. So why the *heck* (believe me, I wanta write a different word) do you insist on swinging out around to my right when you are only gonna get trapped behind the even slower vee-hickle in the right lane. Is it because you think I am some blasted old bag who doesn’t know how to drive? Think again. Slow down, fer Kee-reist, and wait your blasted turn. We’re all in the same boat here.

Number two… I am not one o’ them thar water cooler people. I do not like to be un-busy at work. I know that I am nuclear powered and most job situations do not accommodate my needs 24-7. But. When I don’t have anything to do, all I can think about are all of the things that are being neglected in the other parts of my life. And I want to go and do them. But I can’t because that’s not what I’m getting paid to do. Please, please, please, god or whoever you are, make me busy. Because I cannot just sit around and look at my blasted fingernails. Sigh.

Number three… I swear to god (or whoever) that if any of those so-called bankers get bailed out with one o’ them thar golden parachutes, I am hitting the streets in protest. Those people need to be dipped in cow manure. What were they thinking? And why were WE not paying enough attention? That is about all I have to say.

I was thinking about closing comments to this post. I hate when the so-called mommy-blahggers whine (and I do read some of those and some of them are very good) and everybody and his brother comments only to say, “hugs” or “you pore thang”, or whatever. I don’t need that. I don’t get umpteen million comments anyway. That’s okay. I’m not out here to collect comments. I am in my own stupid little space of misery today and I know that I will soon have a happier day. Or whatever. Life is a river. Today my kayak hit some rocks. My own rocks. That is all. Love you all and hope you are having a better day than I am.

4 Responses to “Toxic post. Read at your own risk.”

  1. Dog Mom Says:

    You want “busy”? Come over to my job for a day. Given I am *not* a phone person, I sure wind up on the *phone* a lot. And trying to get orders entered correctly. And before the receptions slams me with another call *before* i finish with the previous call.

    Yet, I still like what I’m doing. It’s a *different* set of challenges from previous jobs, and I get to clear my desk at the end of each day. Something I’d not been able to do in my previous job.

  2. jane Says:

    I have no idea if this will be welcome or annoying, but this was the ‘daily zen’ that my friend sent today.

    The seed of mystery lies in muddy water.
    How can I perceive this mystery?
    Water becomes clear through stillness.
    How can I become still?
    By flowing with the stream.

    – Lao Tzu

  3. grandmothertrucker Says:

    I hear ya. Before I quit this job, I’d like to run a sports car or an SUV right off the road. They not only pass me on the right, they sqeeeeze in between me and other trucks, special kind of stupid. The larger variety of idiots are the ones comming down the entrance ramps, ( some are big trucks ), that don’t look, then they look at the last minute, and think “I” have to get out of their way…. I run them off the road. I have no where else to go. As soon as I use my turn signal, somebody will decide to come running up along side of me, and hang out there. I don’t think people in 4 wheelers know, if my tire blows while they are riding next to me, it can blow them right off the road…. if I don’t run them off…..

    I just drove from Prescott AR to north of Indy…. I’m tried of people cutting in front of me, and then they slow down to 10 under the speed limit, so, I go around them, and they do it again……. and the beat goes on……

  4. Pooh Says:

    When I used to drive on the highway downtown to work, I found this trick helped my blood pressure. Back off from the person in front of you. Leave a big gap. Yes, sometimes people will cut into that space, but just back off some more. That bigger gap means you don’t have to slam on your brakes if the person in front of the person in front of you brakes suddenly.

    Regarding lulls/busyness at work. I agree, busy is better than not enough work. (Probably one of the reasons i switched to teaching.) Maybe you can work out a “back burner list” of some things you’d like to learn, or revise, or document. Not high priority, but when the next lull comes, you can put some effort into these, w/o stressing too much about the things you’d rather do at home.

    And i’m so behind the blog curve, that you’ve moved onto another day, and here I am blathering on.