So. Fucking. Pissed.

I am sitting on fucking 55 because of construction. Good thing I had just gotten gas, I was nearly empty. Fucking construction around here sucks ass, because A) it’s fucking year-round, and B) they only let the people that fell off the short bus hold the fucking flags.

SON OF A BITCH!

I’m sitting there idling not 200 feet from where I need to turn to get home. I consider turning around, heading around and coming from another direction. Decide not to, it’d take forever, I’d prolly get stuck at every light imaginable, and people have been driving like assholes today.

At 10 minutes I turn off the car.

At 15, we finally get to go. And by finally I mean that it’d been about 3 minutes since a car had come from the other direction, so the retarded non-english speaking flag guy must have finally realized that he could let the 200ish cars he was making wait for fucking nothing go.

They’re working on 1/2 of the intersection that is the road I wanna turn down.

As in… I SPENT FUCKING 15 FUCKING MINUTES WAITING TO NOT FUCKING GO HOME! I should have turned around. Instead I got to spend another 15 fucking minutes circling around the long fucking way to get home. And I get to do it behind an asshole who has no idea how to drive, stopped dead in front of me 3 times, and cut me off TWICE.

Yes. I’m fucking irritated.

There is now a whole fucking slew of things I’m fucking pissed off about. I was gonna air them all here, but all it would do is serve to piss me off even more later.

So, yeah. Finely mediocre day gone to shit. Sure, I’ll get over it. I’ll go be domestic and cook and junk, I’ll get some art done, I’ll go work out later.

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…Oh, and thanks people… all 2 of you. I guess noone else reads this, either that or they’re assholes like Otto that can’t take a minute or 2 out of their fucking days to post a silly fucking comment. I understand that you only have time to read the fucking thing, screw responding.

sigh
See… told you it’s not a good thing to air the rest of my grievances. I’ve got a huge pile, and I’d be terribly mean and insulting to a lot of people. I’d prolly feel a bit bad, though I’d know it was their own fucking faults for being dickheads and all…

Hope you all grow fucking boils on your asses.

5 Responses to “So. Fucking. Pissed.”

  1. condorman Says:

    Chill out. Stress kills. Look on the bright side, you could be on the waiting list to get the job as the flag holder…

  2. Aoife Says:

    What?

    Oh… I’m fine now.

    That’s why I bitch. I get it out and it’s gone.

    Cheaper than a heavy bag, and much easier on the Otto.

    Aries:
    “Often you are quick to anger, but you usually recover just as fast, regretting later things you said when you were upset. One of your best traits is that you are simple and direct, blunt and honest — just be careful you do not hurt others’ feelings.”

    So… I get it out here, in a more general and less specific way, and get over it.

    And, I couldn’t get that job. I’d say why but someone would read it wrongly and get their panties in a bunch. Mainly, it has to do with my lack of ShortBusness.

    :-P

  3. Harry Says:

    If you really want to see stupid fucking traffic….come out here babe.

    I will give you a guided tour of the Ass hats.

  4. Harry Says:

    hehe hope you day goes better.

  5. Aoife Says:

    See… though… this is kinda my problem.

    THINGS… I’m rarely upset about for terribly long. I can bitch, get it out, get it over with.

    PEOPLE… on the other hand. I’ve learned to not fly at them and bitch them out, because they wouldn’t understand. So, it sits, and simmers, and serves to piss me off to no end, because I can’t just tell them they’re being total nut-tards.

    sigh

    It’s not easy, being nice.
    (Which is how I know that “nice” people are just faking it anyway.)

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