Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
Santa Hats...
Why on earth do people feel the need to wear Santa hats? 1. Santa is a fictional character who serves no purpose but to scare young children and then manipulate them into thinking he will then swoop in on his reindeer guided sled, climb down their chimney, eat cookies, and sprinkle their Christmas tree with presents. 2. Only Santa should be able to wear a "Santa" hat. AND 3. You look retarded!
I walked out of class today to find that it was pouring rain. This really sucked because when I left for school the sky was clear. No need for an umbrella or a coat with a hood! Boy, was I wrong. I walked the 8 blocks to the bus stop with my head down, moving as fast as my short legs would carry me...not quite fast enough, because by the time I got there I resembled someone who had just fallen in a pool, fully clothed. I was pissed that I hadn't quite thought through the extreme change in weather and now had to take a 45 min bus ride soaking wet. I waited for the bus that would take me closer to home so I didn't have to walk another 8 blocks to my house. 30 min later it still hadn't come and my mood wasn't getting any better. That was until a women joined me under the shelter of the bus stop wearing none other than a SANTA HAT! Now...as much as I despise Santa hats, I do enjoy seeing the special types of people who consider them a normal part of their wardrobe come December. My day wasn't completely righted until Mrs. Clause started yelling about the buses. One bus wouldn't let her on because her transfer had dissolved in the rain and the next bus was taking forever. She was getting more and more angry, cursing out loud, stomping up and down the sidewalk when it happened! A bus drives by, hitting a gigantic puddle of water, sending that puddle in a huge wave on top of Mrs. Clause. Now, I have never seen a titlewave in person, but I do imagine it to resemble what happened on the sidewalk this afternoon. I only thought things like that happened in the movies, like Bridget Jone's Diary...I was wrong! and it was soo much better than the movies! Thank you Mrs. Clause for not only looking like an idiot but varifying that bad things only happen to people in Santa hats.
I walked out of class today to find that it was pouring rain. This really sucked because when I left for school the sky was clear. No need for an umbrella or a coat with a hood! Boy, was I wrong. I walked the 8 blocks to the bus stop with my head down, moving as fast as my short legs would carry me...not quite fast enough, because by the time I got there I resembled someone who had just fallen in a pool, fully clothed. I was pissed that I hadn't quite thought through the extreme change in weather and now had to take a 45 min bus ride soaking wet. I waited for the bus that would take me closer to home so I didn't have to walk another 8 blocks to my house. 30 min later it still hadn't come and my mood wasn't getting any better. That was until a women joined me under the shelter of the bus stop wearing none other than a SANTA HAT! Now...as much as I despise Santa hats, I do enjoy seeing the special types of people who consider them a normal part of their wardrobe come December. My day wasn't completely righted until Mrs. Clause started yelling about the buses. One bus wouldn't let her on because her transfer had dissolved in the rain and the next bus was taking forever. She was getting more and more angry, cursing out loud, stomping up and down the sidewalk when it happened! A bus drives by, hitting a gigantic puddle of water, sending that puddle in a huge wave on top of Mrs. Clause. Now, I have never seen a titlewave in person, but I do imagine it to resemble what happened on the sidewalk this afternoon. I only thought things like that happened in the movies, like Bridget Jone's Diary...I was wrong! and it was soo much better than the movies! Thank you Mrs. Clause for not only looking like an idiot but varifying that bad things only happen to people in Santa hats.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Why the rush?
There are some things in life I will never understand, most have to do with the choices of other people. Why is it that when you are waiting in a line of people to enter the bus, are there those who feel the need to get on first? You will be waiting patiently to enter, when all of a sudden the smallest most frail individual you have ever seen plows you over in order to flash their laminated bus pass sooner than you. Why the rush? A closer seat to the door? It's not like the bus is going to leave without you! You did just side shuffle your way in front of a line of people the bus driver plans on letting in! I'm certainly not in any rush to enter that godforsaken box on wheels. With the smell...and the drivers. You think if driving a bus is your profession you would at least do it well. I someday hope to have a bus ride where I don't feel the need to vomit on myself.
Also! What's up with the people who stand up to get off at their exit before the bus has stopped moving? I don't even attempt that! Unless I'm drunk of course...alcohol and the movement of the bus seem to counteract each other. If you are already walking with a cane, what makes you think you can walk on a moving bus? To the elderly who attempt such actions, you make me and everyone else around you nervous. The next time I see you I would like to see you still using a cane and not having downgraded to a wheelchair(unless of course it's a Hoveround...those look pretty sweet). As much as I enjoy seeing a good fall...that doesn't include the elderly or the use of my lap as an ending point.
Also! What's up with the people who stand up to get off at their exit before the bus has stopped moving? I don't even attempt that! Unless I'm drunk of course...alcohol and the movement of the bus seem to counteract each other. If you are already walking with a cane, what makes you think you can walk on a moving bus? To the elderly who attempt such actions, you make me and everyone else around you nervous. The next time I see you I would like to see you still using a cane and not having downgraded to a wheelchair(unless of course it's a Hoveround...those look pretty sweet). As much as I enjoy seeing a good fall...that doesn't include the elderly or the use of my lap as an ending point.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
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