Filed under: General Peevery, Parenting, Road Peeves | Tags: annoying, children, department of torture, douche, drive me up the wall, grating, grumpy bear, nervous breakdown, peeve, pet peeve, pet peeves, rainy day blues, road rage, sarcastic, tuesdays suck, vent
It’s raining here. It has been all day.
It’s Tuesday, too. It has been all day. Tuesdays are like the 20th birthday of the workweek. Not quite humpday – so what’s the point?
Rain means that everyone drives like a douchebag hopped up on coffee and diet pills. Guess what? Everyone is going to be late. Now stop honking, stop trying to cut me off and, for the love of puppies, stop riding your brakes.
We don’t need to revisit my umbrella issues, do we? Umbrellas are to me what picture books are to Stevie Wonder. Absolutely useless. Smalls’ daycare doesn’t have covered parking. What’s worse than driving home in rainy rush hour traffic? Driving home in rainy rush hour traffic with wet pants slapping around on your ankles, a full bladder and a lightening strike that sends all the traffic lights in a 5 mile radius out of commission. Oh, and a four-year-old singing Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer at the top of her lungs. Over, and over, and over again.
Remember that great scene with Kathy Bates’ character in Fried Green Tomatoes? You know the one where she just guns it into the snotty girl’s car? Hmm, if only.
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