Yeah, I'm crabby.

So what about it?

Started out when I went to a meeting this afternoon where folks hadn't digested the agenda.  And the person who ran the meeting really hadn't informed folks, I don't think.  So the presenter did a great job, but folks had a hard time keeping up and it was clear their technological expertise was not quite there at times.

I got crabby in the meeting because some people seemed to love the sound of their own voice and didn't add content to the discussion. 

I left that meeting early to go to another meeting.  I hadn't had lunch yet (which contributed to my crabbiness), so I went to the McDonald's drive through to pick up some lunch.  Some dipwad rear-ended me in the drive through.

Yes, in the drive through.  How hard is it to drive in the drive through?  Apparently pretty hard for some people.  She didn't even realize she hit me.

I've made one car payment and my bumper is now scratched.  Got her license, her name, her phone and the name of her insurance.  Don't know what the response will be.  It's enough damage to be annoying, but not enough to rock the world over.  But still.   Will call her insurance tomorrow.

So yeah, I'm crabby.  Don't call me, as I'm not answering my phone tonight.  I'm crabby and liable to say exactly what I think without my usual tactful filter.  Dangerous stuff.

Comments

[Rustee]

Hope today is going better!

[mosker]

Oh Laura, I'm so sorry. I do hope today is better.

[Mark]

I say we hunt her down and stick a McGriddle in her exhaust pipe! That'll teach her!! :P

[killer]

people are such punks! It may be time to call in The Killer... :)

[Suzanne]

I don't know what The Killer has in mind but I'm in...let's make it count!