Did the matrix get changed while I was sleeping?
I had planned this nice relaxing day of dropping my car off to be serviced and killing time at the mall waiting for it.
The flooring guy calls me first thing in the morning so I have to rush out of my house so as to let him into my neighbor's place.
Went to drop off my car at the local garage that I always use. There were so many cars waiting that the cars were spilling over into the adjoining parking lot so I had to make an appointment for Thursday. Who the hell went and told everyone that this garage is honest, reasonable, and does good work?
So instead I went next door to the Publix and it must have geriatrics day. Not only that but this is one of the days that the mentally handicapped help out. Wasn't a good day at all to try to run in and out quickly for a few things. The annoying bag girl who was very impatiently waiting for me to unload my basket into my car, aren't they suppose to do this, does help out by grabbing the last item in my cart and grabs the bag of cat litter and throws it into the back of my car on top of the car's top which is stored in the back and the bag of litter breaks spilling all over the back of my car in this giant mess.
Then driving home this big dumpster truck is in front of me in my neighborhood and its exhaust pipe is catching some of the lower hanging utility wires and ripping them out of the poles with the wire slingshoting across the road and almost coming into my car which has the top out. I thought of trying to catch up with the truck to let them know what was happening and then I thought of the next wire coming into my car and ripping my head off so instead just put a lot of distance between me and the truck.
Going out back to feed Carlos and then I may just go hide.