goooooooose-fraba.....

I think maybe I need a vacation.

You know when the needle on your stress-o-meter goes into the red, it's probably time to retreat.

It's the little things that get to me....like having to follow a car doing 18 km/h down the one route to "downtown" Boonie-ville and then seeing that, yup, he's actually going to continue out to the highway you happen to also be taking and he is going to drive 84 km/h on a perfectly dry, ice-free highway that is impossible to pass on due to its numerous curves and bevy of oil trucks going the opposite direction.



"goooooooose-fraba........"



I went to pay my "tab" at the concession at work; last week I forgot my lunch and I had no money, so I went and got a box of frozen lasagna that cost $1.50. The lady who comes in to work the concession wrote my name down on her calendar inside the little booth with the understanding I would come back and pay the "tab".

Today I went to the concession and told the kid working there that I wanted to pay off my tab. He looked at me blankly.

"Around the corner, on the calendar on the wall, will be my name with the amount of money I owe," said I, speaking slowly, since he is, after all, a 13 year-old male.

He stared blankly at the wall, then turned to the woman with a helpless expression uttering one-word sentences.

"Teacher. Tab? Huh?"

Go back to bed.

So the woman says, "What's your first name?"

"Jacelyn."

She looks at the calendar, blankly. [I think it might be contagious.]

"Is your name Julie?" she says.

"No, Jacelyn."

"Margaret?"

"Jacelyn."

"Veronique?"

"JACELYN!!!!!!!"

Frick.

I put my loonie and two quarters down on the counter and walked away.

What are they gonna do, send a collection agency after me??



"gooooooooose-fraba......"



Is it just me, or does this cold snap really make people snap?