Thursday, November 4th, 2010

Finally. A use for the Taurus Judge.

Hat tip: Castle Aaargh!

Just now, Tam is crying.

With laughter, of course.

Random fucktardiness.

The breakfast lady in the hotel, obsessively cleaning the entry door to the lobby:

“Big brass bar across the door. You’d think people would use it. Even says “PUSH” in letters two inches tall. So why do they always have to put their hands on the glass?”

Dunno lady, but I’m right with you. People are apparently four year olds at heart.

Lady at Walgreens, to customer on phone:

“Hello, thank you for calling your 24 hour Walgreens Pharmacy”

Customer:

“Are you open?”

Walgreens lady: “…….”

Ogwife used to get the same thing when she worked at Wally World, when she first moved to the US.

Local church still gets calls asking what time is Midnight Mass.

The more I deal with people’s disconnect with reality, the more I understand about why the world is a shithole.

Down here in my rural illinois town

I wake every morning to the low drone of semis on the interstate. The hotel has a fence but it doesn’t make the noise go away.

there’s a lot to be done here but I have only so much energy to do it. The situation is getting a bit frustrating to say the least, and potentially troublesome. Ah well, I’ve been in sticky shit before, and will be again, this is nothing new. Having people harrass me personallly for the job I’m doing is nothing new and frankly, I’m bored stiff with it.

Just wish i could be somewhere more productive.