...it POURS. >_< At least, that the way it seems to happen here at MP. At around 4:30 my brother says, "It's going to storm." Then BOOOOOOOM, thunder rocks the house, and rain starts coming down in *buckets.* I, of course, have to leave for work in thirty minutes. Now, some storms will be there and gone within fifteen minutes. (Wow, I'm having a lot of trouble spelling today...perhaps I should type more...) Not this one, no siree. After donning my MPHS Band Wind Breaker(tm), I dash out to my dad's big silver pickup truck, vainly and rather stupidly hope that I won't get too wet. *sigh* Within the mintue it took to get me in the truck, I was throughly *soaked.* Well, my pants were, and so was the inside of the door that was open and all of my things. Luckily, I managed to think ahead and wore my sneakers instead of my sandals which I was going to wear for work. Now, why I didn't think to do that with my CLOTHES I couldn't tell you. So I'm driving along, desperately trying to find my way and turn up the windshield wipers at the same time. The reason I didn't pull over was because I was afraid that I might sideswipe a few cars if I tried, so I "winged" it and prayed I wouldn't hit anyone or anything.
So, I manage to fix the wipers and turn on my headlights, find some good tunes and make it through the first two traffic lights with out a problem. Sure, I'm practically hydroplaning down the hills, but it's all in good fun, and I haven't hit a single person yet. Then I come up to a really big problem...the light at Manassas Drive and Euclid Avenue is out. D'oh! Damn thing's blinking yellow on me!! And during rush hour too! So I pull up and wait for the people in the left turn lane across from me go, and as I'm waiting I decide to wait for the person next to me to go. Well, suddenly he starts, I, seeing that the road is clear, also put on the gas a little. Well, my dad's big silver truck must have a fuckin' V6 or 8 (or whatever the hell it is) engine cuz suddenly I'm out in the middle of the road! Which, generally would be fine, if it weren't, for, you know, the CARS heading RIGHT at me and the f-in' assholes aren't letting me pass!! )W*$#(%&$(*&@$%)($#%&$^)*#&$@(*%$($*#&q#@$@!!!! After I so graciously let them by I book it down towards the next light in my journey...
...which has just turned green. Yay! ^_^ No waiting. So, now I'm cruising along, at a comfortable 25mph...in a 35mph zone! Fuckin'A! What the hell does this guy think he's doing?? Being SAFE?!?!? Not when I'm on the road buddy! Go the fricking speed limit you asshole!! I could plow right into and not get so much a scratch! Don't make me want to! (Road rage, what road rage?) So, as I'm cussing out the moron in front of me, afraid to try to get around the guy cuz I can't see out the window to my left (I have a bad habit of cutting people off because I can't see them), when the asswipe finally turns off road as I'm coming up to the fifth light in my trek.
It always amazes me that in VA, people will SLOW DOWN to a GREEN LIGHT and SPEED UP to a RED LIGHT. It absolutely boggles the mind. I mean, seriously, do they think that speeding up to that red light will make it turn green faster? Do they think the lights see them and go, "Hey look, there's a red Mitsubishi 3000GT, speeding up to me while I'm still red, maybe I'll change to green now!" At which point the Mitsubishi 3000GT will promptly slow down, thus pissing off everyone else behind it. Anyway, I'm finally make the right at the fifth light and notice that the rain seems to be slowing down, which is a good thing because I'm starting to dry off and don't want to get any wetter before work.
Now I'm going about 35 in a 25mph zone, trying to make it to the eighth light in my journey. Once again VA Drivers PROVE that the just CANNOT drive in the rain. Now, I was scared shitless to be driving out in the monster monsoon that was raging outside, but at least I tried to obey the traffic laws. But noooooooo, people just have to get in my way. >:o *snarl growl snap* Managing to get passed the eighth, ninth, tenth, eleventh, and (soon to be) twelfh lights, I'm about 3/4 the way there. Luckily this time I'm at the head of the line and don't have to worry too much about going under the speed limit. I pass the now thirteenth light without to much of a hitch and am working towards the last two lights. (I'm counting so see how many light I go through to get to work...about fifteen, perhaps a few more that I'm missing, I think...)
I hit the first one on red...and we're at a complete stand still. Taking a moment to calm my already frayed and frazzled nerves, I stupidly decide to glance out the window and look at the street. It doesn't even look like there's a ROAD, it just seems like I'm driving on WATER. Not only that the rain has picked up again to the point where I really can't see out the windshield, it looks like I'm going to be sitting here for quite some time. It's also a given that I'll be sitting at the next light for a little while because I'm trying to make a left turn into the mall parking lot. Anyway, a trip that should only take about fifteen minutes just took about thirty minutes. Grrrrrrrrrrrr.
So I make it around the turn go down towards the back of Manassas Mall, near the food court. It should only take a minute, minute and a half tops for me to get in the door because (for once) I didn't have to park waaaaaaaaaay out in the boon docks where there aren't even any street lights! Yay! As I'm attempting to dash, I sort of trip up on my pants which are practically falling down. It didn't much matter anyway cuz I was soaked within five seconds of stepping out of the vehicle. My pants were the worst...I got soaked all the way up to mid thigh, and the reason it didn't go any higher was because my jacket (which I grabbed on a whim) hit me at mid-thigh. *sigh* When I finally make it through the door, managers take one look at me and start *laughing*. Utterly embarrassed, I quickly locate a random hair dryer (hair dryer?? in a gift shop??) in the bathroom and attempt to dry my pants. It start it up and within a minute the damn things dead and now I have to go down to Target, visit the ATM, go into Debs and get new pants so I won't catch a cold. *sigh* The first black pants I grab were actually my size and fit fairly well and were a reasonable price, so I figured my evening was finally looking up.
Of course, I spent the rest of my time at work trying to not throw up, but that's a completely different non-story. 9_9
Anyhoo...I'd figure I'd share my evening. I think it's kinda funny NOW but dammit, five hours ago I wasn't laughing. Heeeeeee.....to cheer me up, I took a quiz and here are the results!
Which Fruits Basket Character are you?
Ritsu?? But I'm not a cross-dressing, hyper apologizing, weirdo!...am I?