FAIL! like a kick to the balls!

 

Fast forward through the night of WoW playing to this morning.

I dropped my wife off at the front of the office and drove down the street where we park. On my walk back to the building a large, but not large enough to take up the whole sidewalk mid 50s-mid 60s woman tried to take up the entire sidewalk. Intentionally made a step to the side to try to walk me into a wall.   Fine, whatever. Then she opened her mouth, “Didn’t your mother ever teach you to respect your superiors, sonny!?”

 

Now it didn’t help that yesterday I got rejection notices in the mail for every job I’ve applied for in the past few months despite not going on any interviews for them.  Ok, maybe I WAS looking for a fight, but apparently so was she, or maybe she just woke up this morning thinking she’d find some younger person and teach them a lesson.

 

I would have just said whatever and walked on, but Sonny? SUPERIOR?.....I made a comment about common decency in not trying to run into people. She made a comment that strongly resembled a poorly planned/executed “yo mama” joke.  I made a comment about using slang from the 1920s and taking a look at herself before she tries to use the term “superior” and she made another jab at my mother. We parted with mutual comments about the marital status of their mother at the time the other was born.  

 

Arguing with strangers is actually a very good stress reliever. 

 

 

I have learned the completely addictive nature of BuckeyBalls. Holy crap they are awesome, frustrating, and have caused me to completely lose track of the day….BTW, saying “I am at my desk playing with my BuckyBalls” can easily be misconstrued as something perverted resulting in a concerned call to your supervisor.

 

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