Work today and a trip to my local polling place. It doesn't get any more American, then a day in the salt mines followed by getting to choose my new overlord. I'm hoping that catches btw, overlord as a term of endearment for our leaders. Overlord Obama, overlord McCain, overlord whatever. Its catchy and funny.
Work was work. Completed an ass load of boring training while getting to listen in on the juicer bits of the office politics. Every other sentence from the GM's mouth was fire them. An acceptable if definite means of solving problems in the office. Hey she was talking about another guy with the same job as me. If he gets fired more hours for me. Bit cut throat, but hey that's corporate America. All I have left is the actual accounting portion of it. I'm ready to get started for real not training. Training sucks and doesn't pay as well.
Worked about 5 hours got off about 2 pm. Was waiting to turn right from a side road onto the main thruway. Lots of traffic. Not to mention, I was ready to relax. I'm the kind of driver that cant be rushed. My favorite saying from my dad on the subject is " just because its green doesn't mean you have to go". Awesome line. And describes my driving perfectly. So a mega douche is behind me going crazy on the horn. He's waving and yelling like a tough shot. Didn't make me want to hurry up. So I go he peels out behind me and then flicks me off as he goes by. Faggot. Now if I have some free time. I did. Don't piss me off. So I followed him. Changed lanes when he did, riding his bumper, etc. He's changing lanes trying to trick me and loose me. We finally end up in a neighbor hood, he's acting retarded. not a surprise. So finally I zoom past and yell " Fuck yourself Faggot" like any mature adult would and drive home. I realized that the type of people who get road rage are grade A pussies. So I call their bluff. Next time he'll chill the fuck out. Maybe he should take up smoking.
After I got home, I changed out of my shirt and tie. Collected my cheat sheet of who to vote for, and my great-grandmother to go vote. The polling place was packed. There were 5 workers there, me, great-granny, 3 fire trucks, maybe a dog. I know they use to have one anyway. I voted it was quick and easy and not at all satisfying. I didn't like the choices. I didn't feel good about America when I left. Hopefully the Great State will be alright. It normally is.
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