It's shaping up to be one of those days. You know, the kind of day where you wake up at 5:30 to the dog barking (we're dog-sitting). Then the tire is flat on the Land Rover that I drove home on Friday (no lug wrench = pumping up the enormous tire with a bicycle pump). After slamming my thumb in the truck door, it takes me more than an hour to drive 2 miles to work since today is the first day of school. While I'm stuck in traffic, a bus in the on-coming lane is being chauffeured by a misogynistic jerk who harasses me in broken English. Part of me wants to slug him, the other part wants to correct his grammar. Then I get to the office and find this in my google alerts.
Lord God, give me the patience to get through the rest of this day/week/year.
This afternoon, I start an intensive 30-hour advanced Creole class. I'm a little nervous. Ben has been sick all weekend (although he suddenly felt okay enough to make homemade pasta last night :)) and we've had virtually no electricity for the past week and 1/2.
3 comments:
Oy, what a doozy of a morning. I'm so sorry. Hope Ben feels better soon, you come across only pleasant people for the rest of the day, and you'll do fabulously with your advanced Creole!
Ashaa for your day. How is your thumb? You will be the star of the Kreyol class.
I think people as obnoxious as that guy should be punched.
It might make them think a bit before they choose to harass people. It'd be good for them to get punched, maybe even clocked or slugged. Not that I think you or I should have to punch them... I think there should be a team of punchers that patrol the streets, protecting the innocent from the foul maligners.
With hope for a better day tomorrow and a perfect day in the future... Love, MED
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