Work is going very well. I’m not super excited about getting up so early, but it’s growing on me ever so slowly. Last night, however, some asshat’s car alarm went off at least 2 times an hour from the moment I went to bed (9:30) until the moment I woke up (7:00 a.m.). I was not pleased. I don’t think Toby Joe was either. Asshat Alarm Guy (I just know this was an act of a HE, women would never do such a thing) kept turning it off after about 15 honks but at no point did HE shut it down entirely. It kept going and going and going. I considered throwing my concrete shoe right down from our window straight threw his stupid windshield.
But everyone who reads this site (all 10 of you) know about my concrete shoe and how I tried to sell it Internet last July to buy a new retainer. And so I know this act born out of pure hatred and disgust would come back to haunt me. I know they would find out the shoe was mine.
There is a part of the fantasy where I throw the concrete shoe out our bedroom window and I imagine everyone living on our street giving me a puffy-eyed, pajama-sporting, wobbly
– yet standing – ovation. And during that part of the fantasy, I almost convince myself it’s worth it.
Man, I hate this guy. How can someone have such a blatant disregard for other people? I almost want to steal his car. Who knows, if I miss out on enough sleep I just might.