Hey, it's a poop story!!!

I work in a 7 person office housed in a large multi-use building. There is a Psychoanalysis practice across the hall and a couple marketing type places down the hall. I woman came into the office the other day and announced, "Uh, I was across the hall and I came out, somebody "diaree-ered" in the hall and I wasn't sure who to tell?" Um, sure, we were probably the best option. Well, someone or something did diaree-er in the hall. It was like a crime scene all over the floor and down the stairs to the first floor. Maybe somebody had there dog in and there was an incident. Doesn't really matter, it was super f*d up. Why am I involved in so many poop events. Does anyone else seem to be at the nexus of all things poop? Damn! 

I honked at a hippie in a vanagan (that VW van right?) who was sitting and gawking at an intersection this morning. After getting stuck in the middle of the intersection and then attempting to back into a line of 6 cars behind her, said hippie decided to get out of her car and yell at me for honking at her. She said it was inappropriate. What is a horn for if not alerting other motorists to potential driving situations what is it for... telling people you are horny? I would argue the honk was VERY appropriate. Did I mention Miss Vanagan had already been passed by another motorist for going too slow on my rural road? I was actually quite dumbfounded, so much so I neglected to unleash my usual angry double bird response. I just shook my head in a disapproving manner.

I am having a terrible, horrible, no good very bad day. Apparently that happens, even in Australia.

BTW, finally had some food from Butch N Babes in the north end. It was really very good and deserves a much better post so it will get one at a date in the very near future. But go there, it is a nice space, good drinks, and good food.