You Drive a Faster Car
Today was a near carbon copy of yesterday. Too many projects vs. too little hours, and this time I didn't get a lunch. Again, not complaining yet. Because on September 15th, I'm going to have a huge fucking paycheck! Which I won't be able to enjoy because I'll be chained up in my new office, but at least it'll be earning interest for a future I also won't be able to enjoy because I'll be dead!
Did I mention that I wasn't complaining? I'm really not because both days were punctuated by a mid-morning break with a man who despite all this shit still makes me smile somehow.
But the true purpose of this post, other than for me not to complain, is to talk about how my driving improved today. I manned up and actually hit 75 mph (that's 120 km/h for you, Dr. Miss Blade) for most of the way home. Stayed in the fast lane and everything, like a good little road racer. And then, a white Lexus SUV blew right past me so fucking fast that my car shook.
Shithead.
I don't know why he did that, since he immediately cut over 3 lanes and slowed down to about 50 mph(80 km/h). Go figure.
People are so fucking stupid.
8 comments:
I'm scared to drive fast now. I got a ticket 2 weeks ago for going 81. Now I stay at 65-70.
I agree -- People are so fucking stupid!
Yeah, I drive a fast car. But I only want to have fun on back roads, with no traffic. Stupid wood cows. Now I too find myself meandering in the slow lane.
One of the nice things about living in BFE is I can set my cruise control between 75-80mph and hang in the right lane as everyone including the CHP sails right passed me. The down side, sharing public places with desert rats.
Hey, special mention. I *heart* you. But it's OK, I'm only part European, so still work in mph.
but at least it'll be earning interest for a future I also won't be able to enjoy because I'll be dead!
Sounds like my boss. After a quarter of a century slogging away, he has a really cool title, presumably a huge paycheck, lots of pull...
Oh, and he's single and has a blood pressure of 220 when he's not on meds and he limps and constantly feels woozy and is off to the doctor.
But at least you have some fun here and there. :/ :)
p.s. 75 ain't that fast. Not around heah.
But people are still morons here.. plus they think everything's a race! The Grand Prix may trap us as a one car household due to its honking payment, but I'm glad for it every time I get on the freeway.
BC: I can't get another ticket for 18 months, so I'm all about keeping it slow.
DKW: no wood cows or back roads in metro LA. But it's a nice thought.
JTS: but you don't have wood cows either.
FB: I *heart* you back!
Woody: right?
David: my blood pressure is normal, but sometime in the next few weeks I have to get my upper GI track scoped. The procedure for this does NOT sound like fun. At what point do you get to take out a work comp claim on the stress that's killing you?
At what point do you get to take out a work comp claim on the stress that's killing you?
Good question. One reason I took so long to find a job is I tend to get a little agitated when the 'sign your life away' questions start.
'Where do you see yourself in five years?'
'How many hours can you work?'
'Do you have any potential schedule conflicts?'
Please don't disappoint your car's karma :)
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