Punks and hilarity
Hilarity first - I was browsing in the bookstore the other day looking for something I can read at work (since graveyard involves a lot of thumb-sitting) and on the back of one novel, as it was describing the various folk that the protagonist would meet, it mentioned a micropaleontologist.
"What's that?" you ask?
Simple. It's a scientist that examines the evolutional implications of the past ten minutes. *Helpless laughter*
Now the punks: I take transit to work, so as I'm standing by the first bus stop in the rain at a little past 2200, I see some cars (three in all) make a right turn onto the highway I'm standing on, but they're driving in the bus lane! Must be confused.
Until I hear "FUCK YOU!" and things start being thrown from all three cars at me. Gah! Fortunately, they're just teenagers and don't have experience with throwing things from moving vehicles, as they fail to compensate for their forward momentum and everything they throw sails harmless past me.
I didn't actually figure out for sure what they were throwing at me, as behind me there's a ditch for it all to fall into, but one of them managed to hit the trashcan next to me, and it thudded nice and solidly. I think that one was a McDonalds drink.
Daffy kids - I think when I get off work tomorrow I'm going to head down to Chinatown, buy some bottle rockets, and see if I'm fast enough to light one off and get it through their open window the next time they try that. ;)
I might add that after that, at work, nothing happened. That's getting to be a habit, I'll have to watch that.
It did rain overnight in near biblical proportions though. Even when the wind died down, it still took some effort to push through the curtain of water. How glad am I that I work inside? Glad.
"What's that?" you ask?
Simple. It's a scientist that examines the evolutional implications of the past ten minutes. *Helpless laughter*
Now the punks: I take transit to work, so as I'm standing by the first bus stop in the rain at a little past 2200, I see some cars (three in all) make a right turn onto the highway I'm standing on, but they're driving in the bus lane! Must be confused.
Until I hear "FUCK YOU!" and things start being thrown from all three cars at me. Gah! Fortunately, they're just teenagers and don't have experience with throwing things from moving vehicles, as they fail to compensate for their forward momentum and everything they throw sails harmless past me.
I didn't actually figure out for sure what they were throwing at me, as behind me there's a ditch for it all to fall into, but one of them managed to hit the trashcan next to me, and it thudded nice and solidly. I think that one was a McDonalds drink.
Daffy kids - I think when I get off work tomorrow I'm going to head down to Chinatown, buy some bottle rockets, and see if I'm fast enough to light one off and get it through their open window the next time they try that. ;)
I might add that after that, at work, nothing happened. That's getting to be a habit, I'll have to watch that.
It did rain overnight in near biblical proportions though. Even when the wind died down, it still took some effort to push through the curtain of water. How glad am I that I work inside? Glad.
posted by Rimmy at 19:34
4 Comments:
Craig, you only want me to get a paintball gun as part of your all-consuming campaign to come to Penticton and show you and the rest of those ne'er-do-wells how we do things downtown. :)
Ahh Rimmy. Silly Punks. Glad you're alive those. Bring your sword to work. Then no one will throw anything at you :)
I also have a blog...yippee
http://NihlisticAlchemist.blogspot.com
Sadly, there are laws in place that keep me from carrying anything that could be considered a weapon. I'm not even allowed to wear steel-toed boots, since if I kick someone (which I'm also not really supposed to do) those boots could/would be considered a weapon. A random person walking by on the street has less restrictions on them than I do. Because I'm such a bad-ass mofo, you see, that the man NEEDS to try to control me. ;)
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