January 12, 2010

Top of the mornin' to ya lassies

There's is a lot of construction on my walk to work, so often I am forced to cross in the middle of the road. This is not ideal, but there is always a crossing guard there to give me the right away every now and then.

Well today, I damn near got run over by some hippy looking woman wearing all Earth tones and petuli coming out of her exhaust pipe.

I'm confused. I thought the granola gang was more in touch with Mother Nature and better than the rest of us materialistic heathens (i.e., by doing things like NOT getting road rage and NOT trying to hit pedestrians with their Subara Outbacks.)

Anywho, I knew the jig was up when I later saw her texting on her blackberry at the next stop light.

I guess when it comes to the morning commute, we all just want you to get the &#*$ out of our way.

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