Showing posts with label Monday morning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Monday morning. Show all posts

Monday, July 7, 2008

What to do, what to do...

It's Monday morning, I just woke up 15 minutes ago... What should I do?

a) Go back to bed

b) Go catch some rays

c) Post that I'm off, just to bother Maria.

d) all of the above


It's decided. I will choose 'd'. First I'm posting, then I'll catch a few more zzzzz's before catching some rays.

Morning y'all!

Monday, March 31, 2008

lost and found

Someone lost this at Cremazie Metro...


...and I found it.

Not the worst Monday ever.

Monday, April 16, 2007

Hey Assholes...

...pedestrians have the right of way!

When you're in a car and in a merge lane where there is a crosswalk, WITH a Crosswalk sign AND A FU*KING YIELD sign... that means: not only must you yield to traffic, but also yield to pedestrian traffic. (and by that I mean people WALKING across the road on the FU*KING CROSSWALK) I nearly got run over twice by the same BIT*H driver this morning.

When I was walking to work after I got off the bus I looked at the cars on the road I had to cross (a Merging lane to the Met), not only was the line of cars not really moving (due to a snow storm's after effects) but I also had made eye contact with a driver (hereafter known as the BIT*H), so I naively assumed this was ok and I could cross. But just as I was about to walk in front of the BIT*H and her then stationary vehicle, she decided to pull ahead 3 feet. I had to stop dead in my tracks not to come into full contact with her car and still had to brace myself with my hand to balance. I instantly saw red and gave her car a good wallop with my fist. When I attempted to finish the walk across the road by crossing in front of her again stationary car, and she decides to pull ahead again.Had I not side stepped/hopped to the left I'd have landed full on her engine bonnet. This not having been the first such incident in my life I immediately decide to inflict damage on said bit*h's car. For approximately one minute I pounded the shit out on her car. The front bonnet, the passenger's side door and window.

Now I have a sore hand but I feel better knowing I scared the shit out of her. And I hope she will think twice again before cutting off a pedestrian (who again, HAD THE RIGHT OF WAY!!!) especially when she has no chance of 'escape'.

At work when I arrived a few mins later they asked me if I took her plate number, but I didn't. Unfortunately I was seeing too much red to have thought clearly enough to get the plate number (I REALLY need to do this, seeing as this is the 5th or 6th such time something like this has happened. I really should think more along the lines of reporting these jackasses to the cops instead of the instant gratification I am compelled to take by pounding on their car - and hopefully dear god, maybe causing a 'moment' in the undies!)

Look, I know I've got a few 'anger issues' but excuse me for thinking I should be able to walk across a crosswalk without having to do it so 'defensively' .

I've been in the 'big city' of Montréal now, nearly 16 years and it still amazes me how rude, and recklessly people drive here. Back in Halifax, this sorta thing never happened to me and I know no-one it has happened to there either. In Montréal, it's personally happened, as mentioned 5-6 times (seriously you begin to loose count over time!) and similar events have also happened to friends, co-workers etc. Can someone tell me WHY they drive like assholes in big cities?

You know what? Screw calling the cops. I'm gonna start a vigilante group. I'll encourage all pedestrians to walk with something hard and heavy, say a hammer, so when they get hit, or nearly run over by an asshole driver (and they will, it's just a matter of time) then they will be ready to bung up their car. Who's with me?

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Ok well I'm feeling even better now that I've vented...

yup... it's Monday.

Monday, April 2, 2007

It starts...

Well a restful long weekend has passed *sigh* and the real world is nipping at my ankles.

Ever have a dream you slept in and when you wake up,. you have in actuality already done so? - yea hate them too!

I had a weird one this morning, not quite that but still annoying...

I dreamt that I not only slept in, but not enough to make me late for work, but then I don't seem to care and I keep causing myself to be later... watching the TV, chatting on the phone with different people (one my boss?!?!), signing for delivery on boxes I know I haven't ordered or am expecting... I end up leaving for work a full 3 hours after I am already supposed to be there and then in a depanneur in the metro I continue to hold myself up again by trying to find just the right magazine to read... US... PEOPLE.... I don't actually arrive at work in the dream, I wake up before that...

I realize that no-one wants to get up Monday morning for work (unless you're truly sick n' twisted) but what bothers me about this is that my sub-conscious mind id teasing me with the fact that it CAN sleep in and say 'screw you' to work without any retribution, whereas... right now,I gotta get my ass in gear...

On the plus side what my sub-conscious mind forgot to remember is that tonight at 6:30 I am having a 60 min massage (the lower back is been achey...) I cannot wait!

HA! Screw you sub-conscious!
oh yea, and screw you too Monday morning!