|If you don't get this, look down at your keyboard....numbnuts.|
Today is a list day, a list of people, places and/or things that are..ready for it...Out Of Control. Let's start in no particular order shall we?
|Figures..this would have been easy A-Z.|
|It's Spring Fling...NOT Easter you little shit.|
|Yay! Billy got 21st place!|
|Stop! In the name of love.|
Crossing Guards. I am blanketing the whole genre in this one. There are either the "super elite" crossing guard or the "lazy ass" crossing guard. Sure there are a handful of in between guards who actually do their job but for the most part it is these two classifications. The "super elite" crossing guards think because they wear a fancy hat and wear and orange vest it turns them into a traffic cop. I encounter one "super elite" crossing guard frequently. She will yell at you if she thinks you are going to fast, point to the flashing 20 mph school sign and I've even seen her walk right out with her little red stop sign lollipop and force you to stop because she can. This beast of a woman (reminds me of Roz from Monsters, Inc.) takes it to the extreme, I've seen actual police officers who are less likely to stop a vehicle than this *ahem* lady. Then there are the "lazy ass" crossing guards who sit in their truck or car and don't move until there are a bunch of kids waiting to cross and then, only then, will they roll out of their vehicle and saunter over to let the kids cross. Once 3:20 PM rolls around they are gone....thank the maker my kids take the bus to school. Hey Roz, you are Out of Control.
So there you have my post for today starting with the letter O. I suppose I could have gone on about the O face.
|I'm going to show her my "O" face...sad thing is I worked with a guy like this.|