the anticute

I am drinking coke at 10AM in the morning which means that my day has started out shitty (otherwise I would be having some coffee).

It all started when I woke up 30 minutes late this morning. I had to take a shower, walk the dogs, and get ready for work in about 40 minutes. I did it in about 50 minutes which was still OK.

Then I realized that I had to get my Q card refilled so I could take the metro downtown…so I stopped at Kroger where the lady at the service counter had a 15 minute conversation with the man in front of me. They discussed how gas was only 12 cents per gallong in Venezuela, traveling to New York and her living in Saudi Arabia when her kids were 12. Seriously. It’s 8:25 on a Thursday morning and you would think that some people would be in somewhat of a hurry. When it’s finally my turn, I realize I dot not have my metro card with me and ask if they have one. They (as always) do not so I’ve waited 15 minutes for nothing.

Anyways, I decided to take out some money so that I could pay the metro with cash (if there was still a bus there). When I go to the Park and Ride, the last bus was gone and I couldn’t get the guts to ask the last car pool person if I could have a ride to downtown (I still think it’s creepy). So I drove down here (in a record time of 20 minutes) and paid for parking. Sigh, and only 30 minutes late when I should have been here over an hour late. Score. Kind of.