Blurb my brain:
I am so angry. So so angry. But rather than talk bout work and all the things hat make me angry, I am going to focus my anger on a random average object.
You know what absolutely angers me about automatic doors? They never see me. I swear I have a complete disability in the automatic door department. I think all of them communicate to each other and tell them not to open for me. Seriously. I flail in front of them. Nothing works.
You know why this is don't you?
ReplyDeleteThey can't detect your soul you ginger.