Happy Hump Day!
No snow here, it’s a bright and N.O.S. 30, feels like 19, degrees outside. According to my phone. It didn’t seem that cold to me when I took the brats to daycare.
Today is let’s conspire against Sari day.
I overslept, which is okay as I needed the sleep. Buit then I remembered that I needed to change my log in time for irk because I wasn’t going to be back in time. POS computer, once again, 10 minutes to wake it up, then before I could enter my password it took off on me and the stupid little circle is going around and around, when finally it comes up and asks me to verify myself. Well, ETF out of me, you didn’t even let me enter my password and now you want me to verify who I am. Not the first time the POS has pulled that on me, so I had to x it out and get back to the password screen.
Then I couldn’t find the dogs harnesses because I took them off in the house instead of at the gate, because the damn cat wanted to sit on the sidewalk, instead of heading for the door. He knows damn well the dogs are going to chase him, and catch him, and hold him down while they chew on his head, and he is going to scream bloody murder until I pull them off.
So while I am looking for the harnesses I hear commotion in the kitchen, damn cat, I had already given him his treats but that wasn’t good enough, now he wants fresh food. He knows if he jumps off his feeding table the dogs with chase him, and I’ll have to come see what is going on, and then he can jump back up onto the table and look me in the eye, look at his bowl of food, with scorn, and then look me in the eye again. He insists he cannot, will not, eat dry food that has sat out all night, if he does, he will die. I say you eat dead mice and bugs, stale food will not kill you. Given a choice, I’d certainly choose stale cat food over dead mice and bugs, but I go ahead and give him fresh food because if I don’t he will tease the dogs again, and I just don’t have time for this shit today.
For some delusional reason, I have convinced myself that I am the mistress of my domain.
Then, while driving to the daycare, I get behind the slowpoke from hell. One would think that somebody who has all kinds of skiing bumpersticks on the back of their van would be a bit of a risk taker. Oh no, not this guy. He drove 20mph in the 25mph zone. Came to a complete and dead stop at the railroad tracks, then went over the tracks so slowly I thought he might get stuck. One does need a little bit of oooomph to get over the rails. Then he stopped at the yield sign, even though there wasn’t another car in the goddamn circle. The way he was driving made me think that perhaps he had a cup of hot coffee beteeen his legs, and I thought I should tap his ass to see if he screams. But that wouldn’t be right… nowadays cars come with cup holders, so nobody needs to hold their drinks between their legs anymore. Then after we got through the circle, where the speed limit rises to 30, he actually managed to get his speed up to 25. At one point he actually got up to 28mph, I know, because I have a digital speedometer, but he soon realized he was speeding and dropped back down to 23.
It was a he, and he wasn’t that old, 40ish.
I wonder if his ears were burning.
Then on the way home I got behind a school bus. You know, back in the day when I rode the bus, we had to walk three blocks to the bus stop. It’s not like that anymore. Heaven forbid the little darlings should have to walk more than a few feet to catch the bus.
I hate to tell you this Flytrap, but when I had cable I could already use my phone as a remote. What I am looking for is when we can have a speaker implanted by our ear, a microphone by our mouth, and a keypad on our arm. Probably could implant a screen in there too. No need to carry a phone, or credit cards, or cash, maybe even have remotes to unlock our houses and cars, car starter too. Fifty years from now some kid will pick up a keyring with keys on it and wonder what it is.