THE DAILY DIVERSION

Before I get into my rant today, and it's going to be a good one, I just wanted to focus on something much nicer. Today's "Rule" is a good one that I really want everyone to know about. So, check it out HERE!

Okay, I'm not having a good day so far and it all relates back to one single individual asshole. This guy (even though he probably doesn't even know it) has single-handedly started three quarters of my days during the last few weeks off on the wrong foot. See, here's how it goes down...

I'm guessing this jackhole got a new car (it's an early 2000's Chevy Impala, complete with plastic hubcaps) and decided with all of the break-ins that he'd get an alarm put on his pimpin' assed ride (actually it's as plain and ugly as can get). Well, sometime during the installation of his car alarm (which is the exact same as mine) they forgot to set up the sensitivity.

So, this piece of shit goes off anytime someone gets within two feet of his automobile. It goes off if there's a thunderclap. It goes off if someone farts into the wind. You get the point that it goes off non-stop, around the clock. Sometimes I don't hear it. More often than not, though, it wakes me out of my very light slumber.

Today, it just so happened to do it three times (5:05 am, 6:30 am, and lastly at 7:02 am). Now, I don't usually get out of bed until 7:20 am, but by the third time this thing woke me up, I was so pissed off that I couldn't go to back to sleep, even if I wanted to.

To rub salt in the wound, this jerky actually set the stupid thing off himself (which was the third time). The only reason I know this is because the alarm will chirp three times when you unset it to unlock the doors (if it's been set off). Well, the second the alarm went off the third time, he hit the unlock button and the thing started chirping. I'm almost wishing I would've heard matching gunshots after the chirping. However, I wouldn't be here typing this up this morning, I'd be down at 201 Poplar (the jail) standing in front of a judge. That probably wouldn't be good for my new marriage.

So, today I'm taking it on myself, for my sanity, to compose a polite letter to let this guy know that his car alarm is disturbing the peace. I'm not sure that it'll do anything, but I have to try. I'm going to try to leave emotions out of it (even though that's really hard, since I'm emotionally invested in getting some sleep). Adrianne suggested that I not call him a "shithead" too. So, I'm going to try to do that. If anyone has any suggestions, please, please leave me some comments. I'm on my last nerve about this. Maybe this is actually why I'm losing my sanity?

Now, just to make my day even more brighter... As I was walking to work this morning there was a bum hanging out at the end of our alley. He's one of the guys that I see down here all the time, and I recognize him because he's in a wheelchair and is missing one of his legs. I've actually given him some change a few times.

Now, just to piss me off... He's eating a fuckin' ice cream that he got from Walgreen's. Yeah, that $1.49 couldn't have been used for some real food!! He could've bought a loaf of bread for that much money and eaten for a week almost. I guess I have to look at it this way... At least he wasn't sippin' on a forty or some Thunderbird at 7:50 in the morning.

I've had enough of this day already. F&ck it! I'm out!