Wishing Upon A Star

Every little thing has managed to irritate me today.

First it’s joggers. What is WITH these people? I have nothing but admiration for people with this kind of discipline and drive, but don’t they have any common sense? Is there some reason that they must choose to jog down the narrowest of roads during the busiest drive times?

There are all sorts of tracks, lakes, and reservoirs in the area that are calling out "Run here! Run here!", but instead they choose the well traveled roads that we’re forced to use for our commute. There are sidewalks on these streets, but apparently it’s in the Great Jogging Manual that you must jog IN the road, at least a yard away from the curbing.

Hell, why not just run along the center line that divides the road? It would have approximately the same effect, as we’d just be swerving in another direction to avoid hitting them.

I encounter the same solitary joggers every morning, in approximately the same spot each day. The middle of the road. I don’t want to beep at them, as I’m afraid I’d give them a heart attack (Remember the famous jogging guru who died of a heart attack while jogging? I think his name was Fixx.), but I really want to do something to convince them that they are a danger to all and sundry.

This goes for bikers and roller bladers as well.

Next irritation is the drivers who don’t believe that the centerline of the highway is there for a reason, i.e. to keep the cars on their own side of the road. So why is it, then, that They are driving on the wrong side of the line? The car may not be totally on the wrong side of the road, but a good quarter of it is. So again the swerving to get out of the way becomes an Olympic sport. I feel as if I’m dodging giant moving moguls, and I tend to drive closer to the right side of the road, but those joggers make it impossible to stay there.

There are days that I get out of the car and want to kiss the ground for having arrived safely at my destination.

Take into consideration the fact that my destination is often school, and you’ll realize how shook up I can be. I hate being at school!

My last irritation has to do with The Ice Queen. She arrived in our office today to observe a group that a colleague was teaching. She sat at my desk and WENT THROUGH PROVATE PAPERS THAT WERE ON MY DESK!!!!!! None of these papers were of any concern to her, nor were they any of her business. This is an absolute invasion of privacy and I’d like to take it to the union as a grievance. The reason I know that she went through the desk is because she said something to someone regarding one of the things that she’d seen, and couldn’t have had any prior knowledge of.

I am so pissed off. She is as unprofessional as they come, and had no right to invade my space that way.

I hate this job!!

Thus ends the rant of the day. You are now free to resume your normal activities.

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