This morning I brought my car in for an oil change and my lovely dealer offers free shuttle services to my office, so I always take them up on it. Normally, Duane, my shuttle driver, brings me back and forth to work, but today, I didn't make it in time**
**Because some big fat stupid jerk decided to sit in the middle of the road between two entrance ramp lights, you know, to make sure that he didn't pick the wrong one...well, then he sat there like a DARN FOOL while two greens happened. I NEVER honk my horn, but today, I honked at him, agressively, twice. One for each green light that he missed. He threw up his hands like, "What? What do you want me to do?" And then finally a car came up behind me and went ahead of both of us. FINALLY he goes, and I could tell he felt like he was running a red light. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHAHAHAHHHHHHH! I feel bad because he probably really didn't know why he was being honked at, the poor stupid idiot man. I didn't make it to the first shuttle. Late. Had nothing to do with me waking up late, taking a slow shower, doing a load of dishes, it was all this DUMMY's fault.
** ANYWAY: So, Duane didn't take me. Some other kid took me. And not in the normal minivan. In a brand new Acura MDX. Nice yummy new car smell. So he drops me off and says he'll call to tell me when he's coming to get me.
THEN Duane calls me at work and says he'll come and get me at 3. I say, "maybe check with that other dude because he said HE would come and get me." and Duane said, "no, I'll come and get you at 3". Then I get another phone call from dude and I say, "Oh. Duane is coming at 3." and HE says, "NO. I'm coming to get you right now. They really want the person who dropped you off to be the person who picks you up."
So dude picked me up. I didn't talk to him, I just texted like mad, because I like Duane to pick me up and plus this kid smelled bad.