I shoulda stayed in bed. I woke up this morning and for some reason, could NOT get my butt out the door on time. I woke up on time, but it was all downhill from there. When I finally did get to work, I was taking my briefcase & gym bag out of the car and got distracted by the fire station across the street from my office (firemen -- lots of them), and when I turned back to the car, WHAM! I smacked my forehead on the edge of the door. Hard. Really hard. Nice bump and not so nice headache. Which I still have -- plus the added bonus of a nice bruise. That's what I get for ogling firemen.
It's about 102 degrees outside with abnormally high humidity for Los Angeles. Okay, so it's not Miami, but we LA folk aren't used to any humidity. And I don't have AC in my car, so driving is not the usual happy occasion, especially since people get really snarky when it's hot outside. And why does everyone seem to be in such a hurry to get to that next red light? Other drivers keep passing me with quite a bit of attitude, even though I drive at a reasonable speed, at least along with the rest of traffic. It's not like we're on the Autobahn... LA traffic is stop and go at best, so it's pointless to get all rude just to get 15 yards ahead.
Well, enough venting. Gotta go back to work, me and my dented head.
3 comments here:
Hey, think of the bright side: you could blame that bump for AT LEAST two pounds this week!
Gives new meaning to your blog title!
I know, I know... everybody's a comedian.
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