In theory, I am opposed to violence but there is one woman who I have to deal with at my (day) job that I just CANNOT STAND. CAN. NOT. STAND. And it really makes me think that some people need to be sucked into a black hole, or diced with a vorpal sword, or SOMEthing ’cause they are so freaking rude.
(FYI, this is the same woman [and that's being mighty polite] who once made me CRY because she is so frickin rude and I cannot stand her.)
EDIT: ok, what is up with today? First that lady, then at lunch I was approached while I was in my parked car eating lunch in a parking lot by a Jesus salesgirl. Sidenote: I know that term could be construed as semi-insulting, but really, that’s what they feel like to me–they are actually Jehovah’s Witnesses but this has happened to me once before, in the same parking lot. The JW know that people sit in this lot during lunch break, so they drive around it a couple times a month, passing out religious reading material. 
I’d be annoyed if someone bothered me trying to pass out flyers for a store, so I was equally annoyed both times with the JW. This time, I didn’t take the pamphlets, though I did the first time, just to be polite. I need to find another parking lot to eat lunch in, sigh.
ok, then after those two incidents, I had to get gas and the pump I chose? Wouldn’t pump correctly. Of course I would choose the one pump out of four that is broken. gah! Although technically, it did trickle out $0.05 of gas into my tank before it crapped out. Five CENTS. 
By the time I put the nozzle back, all the other three pumps were taken, so I had to drive down the street to the Shell station (where gas was more expensive, of course) to fill up. egads!
All right, now if it’s true that things come in threes, then that’s enough for today, almighty universe! Have your fun with someone else pleasethankyouokbye.
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