WARNING: The following entry makes little sense and follows no set pattern. Its a purge in its most natural state.
After 18 years on the road, I got my very first moving violation this morning. 61 in a 45. $120. Ain't life grand? I've always successfully flirted my way out of every ticket I almost got. Not this time. Officer Spanky was obviously in a very bad mood, and didn't appreciate my smart remarks.
"Do you know why I pulled you over?"
"Yes. I was speeding." (duh? No, I didn't say that part)
"Are you in a hurry this morning?"
I think I'm a changed woman, because I didn't even attempt a flirt. I faked nothing. I was completely annoyed, and it was obvious. Is this what 30-something's like? The "give me the ticket and let me be on my way" phase?
I will never hear the end of this one. I'm just bummed that my perfect record is no longer.
Rude People Stink.
Yesterday at my monthly professional organization meeting, I experienced an entirely new level of rude. These meetings are held in an exclusive, expensive restaurant. This restaurant is for members only, and is on the very top floor of the tallest building downtown. I'd never be able to eat there on my salary, obviously. Anyway, I found some people I like to talk to, grabbed a seat, took a drink out of the glass of ice water, and set my purse down while I worked my way around the room.
As I came back to the table with my food I realized someone was in my chair. The guy sitting in my spot happens to be the former president of the organization, but I still want to know where my purse is. Turns out Mr. Formerpresident tossed my purse on the floor when he took my spot. The response?
"Oh, were you sitting here?"
"Yes, I believe that's my lipstick on the glass. Where's my purse?"
"Oh it must have fallen on the floor."
I swear some of these guys' mothers taught them zero manners. None.
It worked out beautifully, however, because I got to sit at the current president's table with the hunky guy from the big CPA firm. Right next to him. We had a wonderful conversation, and I'm gonna help him with an upcoming event.
Take that, you purse tosser.
An adventure in the making.
I've decided I want to learn how to rollerblade so the kids and I can skate around UNM. Hopefully I won't hurt myself or others in the process. Its gonna be hilarious, that's for sure.
Flashbacks also stink.
I completely and totally abused a tech support guy yesterday over the phone, simply because he had the same name as my ex and sounded just like him. The flashback was just too much to bear. I later apologized and explained to him why he was weirding me out.
Then he asked me for my number. Big mistake.
Poor Omar Techsupportguy.
Its an absolutely gorgeous day here in the Land of Enchantment. I can't wait to get home to spend some time outside. For some reason, doing my homework sitting at the table outside is so much more enjoyable than doing my homework at the dining room table inside.
That still doesn't make it any fun.
That's all. Thank me later.
Have a wonderful Wednesday!!