Why I'm Mad Today:
The Damn Rexall closed early.
Why I don't care:
It's fun to hate:
Yes, it is fun to hate, but if you try to work things out first, the world would be without hate,
right until I throw my pipe bomb at the local Rexall.
Without his site, my site would never have existed.
That's right, it's Valentine's day. This is, of course, the day that amatuer lovers do their best
to make up for an entire year of neglect with a box of Russel Stovers. If your wife/husband/significant
other is good with that, you have done well. I, unfortunately, am not in that situation. I did
like I do every year. I waited until the actual day so that I could go and buy some flowers and
a card at the shop down the street. I have done this every year since I met my wife and it has
always gone smoothly. This year, for some reason, it all went to hell.
There was a "view historic Florence" event going on in town (Florence is where I live BTW) and that
meant that there were literally thousands of people in town to visit. That is in a town with a
population of like 3500 so it was a big deal. Most every business in town stays open late when they
have this event, since the people are here to see the historic buildings, and almost every building
on main street is over 100 years old.
For some reason the pharmacy (which is also the flower shop here in town) closed down early on a day
that was both Valentine's Day and the Historic tour of Florence day. This is the one day of the year
when the businesses here in town are guaranteed to hawk their crap for twice the normal price, why
the pharmacy would have chosen to close early escapes me. There are two draws for their goods.
One being the tourists who will 'literally' buy anything that has the word 'Florence' on it, and the
other being that people who have yet to acquire their valentines gift will pay any price for a flower
(since we wait until the last minute and pay double so that we can give our wife fresh flowers).
I always pick up a card at the same time as I buy the flowers, since I would rather wait in line
once than twice. End result: I have no flowers, no candy, no card, for my beloved on Valentine's
day. I would like to blame the local Rexall for not being open late enough, but, I could have
picked the gifts up earlier. I mean, the best gift to give your Valentine is always flowers that
you have been hiding in the trunk of your car for the last three days, right? The outside temperature
here has only hit 71(Fahrenheit) in those few days, but the inside temperature of the car has made
me actually turn on the air conditioning since it was so damn hot. So, that would mean that I could
not have realistically hidden chocolate or flowers in my car, but a card? Christ, I am going to
buy next years card tomorrow since I feel like such an ass right now.
Why is it that I can always have a birthday present, christmas present, anniversary present, hell
any present at all a few weeks before the day, but when it comes to valentines I am always last second?
I blame it on the flowers. This is the one day DESIGNATED to give flowers. If I give flowers on
say May 7, they are easy to get, and they are far less expensive than they are this time of year.
I guess I will chalk this all up to experience.
A quick note, why it is down here I don't know. Once again Flux, has helped me overcome a few virtual problems. Well, they were real problems, but in the virtual world. My only prayer now is that he never like needs a kidney and tries to look me up to see how truthful I was about that 'if there is anything you ever need' statement, yet by that time I think the Shadowtwinian reign will be in place, so I will be able to pick any of a thousand from my stable and order her to donate the kidney. (pretending to be a megalomaniac is fun!)
I actually have multiple bitches today. I am torn between doing all the bitches now, or saving some bitches for later. I know me well enough to know that I am gonna do just enough bitching to really get me in the mood to bitch, then I am going to go to bed, and in the morning I will no longer care. So, I must Bitch forth.(I think that might actually be an original phrase BTW).
Where I work I am sometimes required to receive applications for home rentals from people. When
I am the one receiving them, there are a few questions that the owner of the said home would like for
me to ask the potential renters. I do ask the questions, mostly basic like; "How many in your
family?", "Do you have any pets?", "How did you find out that this house was for rent?" it is all
that sort of mundane crap when I ask the questions.
One of the people who spoke to me about the house had a wonderful response to the 'how did you
find out the house was for rent?' question. She said, and I will quote "JESUS told me to call."
It is not my intention to doubt any religion, but, I would think that the son of GOD had a lot
better stuff to work on than making sure that you got into a house. I could be wrong, and I may
burn in hell, but, MY GOD, how can you possibly believe that? So Jesus just goes from town to town
trying to hook Christians up with good homes? Making sure that the people who happen to live in
the United States have beautiful homes, while totally forgetting about the fact that he has left
the entire population of Africa to die from a horrible disease?
Back to the original point, though, I am pretty sure that it was the ad in the newspaper that made
her call that number. Whether Jesus made her read that number is certainly open to debate.
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