Saturday
In these trying times during which social distancing and self-quarantining are the current norm (I will not fucking say “the new normal”), it may be easy to forget that some people are fucking assholes. HAHA JK. It’s not! Here’s one such story.
I went to the laundromat on Saturday morning. The wash cycle takes about 20 minutes, which leaves me in the temporal equivalent of No Man’s Land. The choices are to go home just long enough to get comfortable before having to get up and come back, or wait in the laundromat, which doing for any amount of time is torture by boredom. I decided on the latter and waited in my car.
After a few minutes, a car pulled up next to the building entrance and directly behind my parking space. This was already annoying, because if I had wanted to back out of my space and leave, I wouldn’t be able to. There were at least 6 parking spaces no more than 15ft away from the door, and yet these people had to pull up to the door because they’re apparently the King and Queen of Bridgewater. BUT, experience has taught me that we don’t know what strangers are going through, so why bother getting upset by it? Maybe it would turn out that the driver or the passenger was physically disabled and walking was difficult for them, right? Definitely possible. We don’t know what others are going through. Give people the benefit of the doubt! There’s good in all of us.
In the case of this particular instance, that theory got obliterated quickly. A dude got out of the passenger side, pulled a bag out of the back seat, and then the driver took off, leaving the dude behind to yell “HEY!” and “WHERE YOU GOIN!?” and “HEY!” & “WHERE YOU GOIN!?” again after her. All the greatest hits. When it was time for me to change my clothes over, the guy was standing in the doorway, on speakerphone, loudly telling the driver why he didn’t want her taking off. He did this while not wearing a mask, while standing next to a sign telling customers to wear a mask.
So if current events have you down and you’re feeling depressed, remember that you’re not yelling at your significant other over speaker phone in a laundromat because they abandoned you there on a Saturday morning! Now congratulate yourself and pour another day drink! You’re doing great!
Monday
I had some bloodwork done in advance of seeing a new primary care doctor on Thursday. Soon after I got home, bandaged up and weakened from that vampire attack-like procedure, my new desk arrived. So, with half my blood gone and fueled solely by the Oreos the nurse gave me (that and an IRON WILL) I lugged that 90+ lb. sumbitch up the stairs and set it up. I even managed to scratch it within this first day of having it, which, if in the event I can’t remove it, I’ll totally frame as adding character to the desk. Even now I’m looking at it and trying to be all Fight Club about it (“even the Mona Lisa’s falling apart”, “I wanted to destroy something beautiful”, etc.) while researching if Murphy’s Oil Soap will fix it.
Tuesday
I had to work late, but I got to watch tv as I did it. Haha House called everyone idiots.
Thursday
I saw my new primary care doctor today. He told me that I have slightly high blood sugar and that I should lay off of the sweets until our next visit, so I have to find a new doctor.
Friday
It hasn’t happened yet.*
Have a happy weekend, everyone!
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