mrstitches

Shortly after calming down from a near blind rage this afternoon, I started to wonder: What could possibly be going through a person's mind that makes them think it is okay to slow down to half the speed limit on a busy road to gawk at swans on a pond? It probably would have bothered me less if the horn in my work truck wasn't broken so I could have wailed on it to work out some of the frustration. If I don't kill someone before labor day finally comes I'll consider myself lucky.