I seriously have a problem with socially inept people. I mean really! When they open their mouths to speak, is there any brain activity in that stupid head of their’s that might for a second think, “What I am about to say is probably inappropriate, so I better just shut up.”
Example:
Normal Social Guy - “My wife is dragging me to the mall tomorrow to go Christmas shopping.”
Socially Inept Guy - “Isn’t that about the time you pray for another mall shooting, so you have a good excuse to leave?”
What the hell is wrong with people?????????
Is that what today is? Is it?
I’m trying to hold it together. I’m trying to stay strong.
Did your mom ever remind you to wear clean underwear in case you were in a car accident? Mine never did, but I’ve seen the reference on several movies before.
Just this morning after I dropped off J.R. at the high school, a cop pulled me over for the expired registration on our Honda I was driving. $407 dollars later, he let me go, without impounding the car. I guess I got lucky, because I had all the paperwork that we’ve been working on trying to get the correct papers we need from California to register it here in Nevada to show him in my glove compartment. By the time my court date comes up (Jan 6th) it will be all registered and good to go, so I’m going to try to go to court and get the ticket dropped.
On the clean underwear subject. When I got to work I had to pee, and I discovered that my underwear were on inside out. I’m not really sure how that fits the reference exactly. Something about driving, underwear, and cop involvement, combined. It just reminded me of it.
I know it’s a little early for New Years resolutions, but I decided that I needed to make a change in my life over the weekend. I’m not 100% comfortable sharing what it is exactly right now, but some general support from everyone would be greatly appreciated.
I’m a little excited about it, but I’m mostly scared. I’m fairly certain I can accomplish my goal in the end, and that is exciting, but I’m not sure how hard it’s going to be for me while I’m trying to reach it, and that part scares me.
I guess that’s pretty normal. Change is always scary, but the outcome holds beautiful promise, so I need to stay strong and get to that point.
I know we’re not suppose to sweat the small stuff, but sometimes I have the urge to vent those small things that just bug the crap out of me (and the big things too).
Here’s my list, now give me yours.