I get off work every day pretty much JUST in time to beat the after-work rush. But when I go to the store on my way home, sometimes I get caught up in traffic. Also when I take what I think is a shortcut and go WAY out of my way I sometimes get caught in traffic. But when I'm waiting to turn across 2 lanes of nonstop traffic, and RIGHT when the light turns a flock of 20+ high school girls slowly rides across the cross-road single-file, I get angry. Fifteen minutes later, when I was finally able to turn right, I was back on a little teeny windy road (one of the ones that is only just wide enough for two cars to smash into each other). However, one block down, there was a van parked partially in the street. Actually, it was running and the flashers were on, and the owner and presumably the gentleman who lived in the house it was parked in front of were talking to each other. Now I would have had enough room to barely squeak by, because half of the van was parked inside the house, but the two gentlefishermen talking decided that in order to get out of my way, they would stand on the side of the street opposite the van but close enough to the van that as my side-mirrors dragged across the van and then men's bellies, I could smell the fish spittle on their brows. I think I even heard one say, as I scooted past, "I say, I believe that bloke just ran over my toes". They were British Japanese fishermen gentlemen, I forgot to mention.
The other thing that makes me so angry is that there are two brands of canister potato chips at the store: Pringles and Chip Star. Pringles has like 10 different flavors, including ones I might like. Chip Star has some lesser-known flavors but is less than half the price. So tonight, as I type this, I'm snacking on butter-flavored potato chips.
That's actually all that happened today. It's staying lighter longer in the evenings, but if I keep taking shortcuts home I won't ever get home in time to take photos in the daylight.
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