I've had the same shoes for fifteen years, so today I went into a shoe store. (And if I ever run my own, I'm absolutely going to call it Just For Kicks.) I tried on several pairs, but I was like the goddamn stepsister in Slipper Hell.
Then at the bus stop, a big scary guy sat next to me. He didn't seem sick and he didn't say a word to me, so I dealt with it. Then the train wreck bus ride began and oh my God, remind me to never get on a bus. Hell, let's just remind me to never again leave the house, okay?
This guy had been on the bus before, asking one guy a hundred times, How's Ryan? How's Ryan today? I saw him once trying to get my attention, but I was so annoyed with him already I just ignored him. So of course when he got on the bus again, he migrated right to my seat and sat down without asking if I minded, even though every other seat on the entire bus was available. (Well, the driver seat wasn't, but you get the gist.)
I was already motion sick, and this idiot kept rocking. Back and forth and back and forth and back and forth. I suppose I should be glad he didn't rock side to side and knock into me, but I was just irritated. And was he quiet? No. But he did hush when he figured out I was still ignoring him...It took awhile. Thankfully his stop came before mine; I was afraid he wouldn't let me off.
And now I learn I have to go to court and testify against our neighbor, who has caused nonstop problems, undoubtedly his whole life. All in all this has been one hell of a week.
Then at the bus stop, a big scary guy sat next to me. He didn't seem sick and he didn't say a word to me, so I dealt with it. Then the train wreck bus ride began and oh my God, remind me to never get on a bus. Hell, let's just remind me to never again leave the house, okay?
This guy had been on the bus before, asking one guy a hundred times, How's Ryan? How's Ryan today? I saw him once trying to get my attention, but I was so annoyed with him already I just ignored him. So of course when he got on the bus again, he migrated right to my seat and sat down without asking if I minded, even though every other seat on the entire bus was available. (Well, the driver seat wasn't, but you get the gist.)
I was already motion sick, and this idiot kept rocking. Back and forth and back and forth and back and forth. I suppose I should be glad he didn't rock side to side and knock into me, but I was just irritated. And was he quiet? No. But he did hush when he figured out I was still ignoring him...It took awhile. Thankfully his stop came before mine; I was afraid he wouldn't let me off.
And now I learn I have to go to court and testify against our neighbor, who has caused nonstop problems, undoubtedly his whole life. All in all this has been one hell of a week.
That's so creepy! :|
ReplyDeleteAnd the court thing - scary :(
Yes, it is. Apparently we're all going to be filmed. I hope not; I hate people seeing me once; but the idea of them recording me, being able to re-wind...I am not looking forward to this.
DeleteI wouldn't, either ... I hope it goes well :|
DeleteIt went fine. Basically a podcast, no cameras. I had to correct the spelling of my name and then we stood in the hall for 40 minutes. It was simple, but since we didn't get to speak we might have to do this again.
Delete:(
DeleteI've had to tell people my name isn't "Melodie Shane" :o