Well that explains why on this rainy craptastic morning that I drove in, while waiting to turn left onto Sixth Avenue from Grant Street, I saw a mailman angrily flip off a truck driver that had parked in front of the William Penn Hotel for a delivery. Mailmen are usually so genial.
I have to say, I feel a little extra bitchy too these last few days. What the hell is up with this weather!? Even Demetrius has had enough and this afternoon, he just went ahead and slapped the word “disturbances” on his map.
That’s why just yesterday, I said to my friend, “If these disturbances don’t let up, I’m going to lose it.” And she said, “I heard we’re having a few disturbances tomorrow too.” And I said, “Shit.”