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9:19 p.m. - 2008-01-15 1. I was thinking today about the things that people do in their cars - cutting each other off, flipping the bird, beeping, tail gating, etc. I was thinking about how about pretty much no one would do any of those things, like, in person. Like in the grocery store - people are so polite. If you are about to run into someone, they stop and smile and say "go ahead". If someone has to pass by they say "sorry, excuse me." But during rush hour on the freeway? Never. Everyone (self included, admittedly) wants to be first, will cut in front of others, will flash lights, lay on the horn, etc. It's so strange that we are willing to be rude if you don't actually have to look the other person in the eye. Ever beep at someone or cut them off and then end up at a stop light next to them and shrink down in your seat and suddenly feel like an asshole? Today this woman was driving like a blind, deaf, 100 year crazy old person - in reality she was middle age and indicentally had lots of Jesus stickers on her car. I was behind her. She was hogging the fast lane for no reason and the right lane was practically bumper to bumper. She wasn't going any faster than the right lane which was going maybe 16 MPH. Obviously I was annoyed. After a while, I got a little closer so she would notice me. You know, like the automobile equivilent (sp?) of "Pardon me Ma'am, I am in a bit of a hurry." No response. I flashed my lights. The auotomobile equivalent (sp?) of "EXCUSE ME." No response. Of course, then, she was going like, practically to my house. She was ahead of me the entire way to my neighborhood. But also, of course, she finally shifted lanes, slowly, to the right line....just....in....time...for us to have to stop at a red light right next to each other. And I pulled up a bit short so I wouldn't be right next to her and shrank down in my seat and felt like an asshole. Even though I didn't like honk my horn and scream and flip her the bird. 2. Why on earth does quinine exist? I bought a bottle of tonic water because my mother and father came over for dinner a while back and sometimes my mom drinks gin and tonic. She opted for another beverage so the tonic water went unopened. I drink about 2 liters a day of seltzer. Sometimes i forget to get it at the store and that is NOT GOOD. I found myself in this situation and out of desperation, I eyes the chilled bottle of tonic. I already knew I didn't like it because I have tried it before but I thought maybe I should give it another go. I opened it and took a sip. Good heavens! That stuff is just awful. AWFUL. It is the most horrendous combo of overly sweet at first, and then exceedingly, gag-reflex-inducing bitter. And not like dark chocolate. No not like dark chocolate at all. There is nothing on earth comparable. It is what I imagine windshield wiper fluid tastes like. Or maybe like eating a bucket of lime rinds. It is like evil in liquid form. Who likes that??????? Evidently my mother. I did not inherit that particular gene - the crazy tonic-loving gene. |