Sorry, but I have to let the anger out

I’m so tired you guys. So. very. tired. I know it is Friday and that should be enough to wake me up and get me through the day, but I have a group meeting tonight and that is the LAST thing I want to be doing on a Friday night.

I know that I will be incapable of being productive today and that will make it just crawl by. Really, though, I have spent this entire week doing miscellaneous projects to help out coworkers and every time I have a question it completely stalls the whole thing and I have to wait for the question to be answered before I can continue. Anyway, it is making work just crawl by, which is partially why I am being so negative this week, but what I really want to talk about today is selfish people and how they have been driving me NUTS lately.

First, Wednesday night it was The Enemy. At school there is a limited amount of seating for people that get to campus early, which isn’t usually a problem for me because I get there early in the hopes of getting a good parking spot. This week when I arrived an hour early during which I planned on enjoying my book I walked up to the classroom where there are two couches outside for people where The Enemy had camped out spreading her stuff over all of the couches leaving no room for anybody else to sit forcing everyone else to sit on the floor or stand. Thoughtful of her huh?

In her defense she wasn’t the only person doing this – there were other couches where people had sat down and proceeded to take up multiple seats by spreading their schoolwork out around them. But what really grinds my gears here is that there are tables for that stuff. They obviously don’t want people to sit next to them and are simply being selfish and thoughtless.

Honestly, I would have said something, but I saw somebody I knew and just sat down on the floor next to them. On a completely unrelated note, she misunderstood “quarterly” in class and was convinced that there were four months in a quarter and arguments that that would make a 16 month year did not faze her.

Also selfish are people who decide too late that they need to change lanes, but they can’t get over so they stop until somebody lets them in and causes a traffic jam in the process. Instead, they should just turn around at the next light, but, noooooo, instead, they are lazy and insist on causing a huge backup regardless that it would probably be faster if they just turned around.

Also selfish are people who stop to talk in the middle of the teeny tiny grocery aisles of Trader Joe’s and block my access to the pita chips. Try being aware of the people around you.

I think it is apparent from this rant what kind of mood I’m in this week. Hopefully, it will turn around this weekend – we are going to Ikea tomorrow. Ikea will either completely overwhelm me with all the possibilities or I’ll just be so happy that I’m not at work or studying that I won’t give a shit – let’s all cross our fingers for option number 2.

What is with the outhouse?

Usually I’m not a fan of running on the track, but lately I have been jogging on the track in Edmonds partially because of all the snow in December and I got a fancy schmancy running watch for Christmas and it’s been easier to test it out on the track.

There are some distinct advantages to using the track though and it really isn’t as tedious as I thought it would be. First of all, there are no hills and no matter how many different routes I have tried in Edmonds there is absolutely no avoiding crazy hills.

But even better than that is the people watching. Usually there are only one or two other people on the track, but they never fail to be interesting. Last Thursday when I went there was some guy running and the entire time he carried on a conversation over his cell phone. That in and of itself is weird if you ask me, but that might be because I am one of those people who is incapable of carrying on a conversation during any sort of strenuous activity, anyway, if you had assumed that the conversation was over a Bluetooth you’d be wrong – he held the cell phone the entire time. Also, he was such a loud talker I could hear him when he was on the other side of the track over my music. So he pretty much ran two miles while yelling into a cell phone. That’s weird right? He also took a break halfway through to use the outhouse…and didn’t pause the conversation. Yes, he was talking so loud I could hear him when I ran by the outhouse…I guess he could have been talking to himself, but my guess is no.

Strangely enough on Sunday morning another jogger took a break to use the outhouse and all I have to say about that is how bad do you possibly have to go when you’re only running for ten minutes and you live down the street? No, I am not stalking fellow runners I just saw him leave his house because he lived so close to the track.

There also happens to be a skate park next to the track and Sunday morning there were a bunch of little punks hanging out there and one of them was the miniature version of Turtle from Entourage. Seriously, Turtle has a little brother and he lives in Edmonds.

I guess I should also explain The Enemy as there were so many questions about her. Technically, she has never really done anything to me it’s just that she annoys the hell out of me. At first I couldn’t really say exactly what it was about her that exasperated me so much, but I figured it out last night. She’s loud. Now, I don’t want you to get the idea that all loud people infuriate me, in fact, I, myself, tend to be loud, especially when I get excited or drunk and my voice goes up by about ten decibels and I get groups kicked out of campgrounds. But The Enemy is not loud in an “I’m unaware that I’m being loud” way or an “I just have a booming voice” way, she is loud in an I want everybody within 100 feet of me to hear about how cool I am. In my first class in my graduate program I had to sit right next to her and I spent four months trying desperately to block out the sound of her voice and her constant, CONSTANT, talk about her FABULOUS wedding and her FABULOUS job and HOW CUTE ARE HER SHOES?! Not cute, not cute at all. Oh, and unsolicited advice is also her specialty. You see she’s a know it all. See, now you’ve got me started. If I don't stop now this will turn into a ten page rant.

My Bad

Remember on Tuesday when I selfishly wished it would rain so I wouldn’t have to run? Well my wish was granted to say the least. I think what they said on the radio this morning was that there is “catastrophic flooding” in areas.

Although, I would like to say that I don’t think the blame should be placed solely on me because I know that I wasn’t the only one wishing for rain – after that crazy snow storm that’s all anybody was saying: “Oh, why won’t it rain?!” “I wish this infernal snow would stop and we could go back to good old-fashioned Seattle rain.” See? This isn’t all my fault.

Plus, I have to say it’s better than the snow, sure, they had to evacuate more than 30,000 people and some people aren’t able to get home because there’re so many flooded roads, but I’m not trapped at home and that’s what really matters here.

Also, in completely unrelated news, the ENEMY IS BACK! Yes, the original enemy. I realize that there are some of you that might be lost at the moment because, unfortunately for you, I’m a dimwit and deleted all the entries from last spring about the ENEMY, but no need to fret because I’m sure I’ll have plenty more stories to share about how passionately I hate her. Hate actually might not be the right word because I was truly delighted when I saw we had a class together. However, my delight might have been derived from the fact that she was late to class and there were no seats left so she had to sit for three hours in the windowsill. HAHAHA!!! I laughed. At her expense. Good times.