Give me some good beer, conversation, friends, and music and there is little that will bother me. I try to treat others as I wish to be treated and when I don't, I like to think I learn from my mistakes. I believe most people are trustworthy until proven otherwise. I'm a conversational snob. I have little tolerance for stupidity or rudeness. Common courtesy is one of the best traits one can have. I believe there is conversation that is inappropriate for the dinner table. I love running into people I used to know, but am always happier if I look cute when it happens. I think there would be much less ruckus in the world if brunch were a daily offering.

Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Slow People Have No Reason To Live With Me

I'm tall and I have long legs. This combination makes me a fast walker. Well, that and I can be rather impatient at times. I realized this morning (yet again) that I have little to no tolerance for slow walkers....especially when I'm trying to catch a train to work and they are hindering my chances. Who are these moseyers and why don't they have anywhere to be or anything close to a sense of urgency? It would be bad enough to be trapped behind a wall of these peeps, but being tall I can see over them to where I want and need to be, which makes the slowness that much more frustrating. I do believe I have discovered and acquired a new syndrome....shall we call it Foot Rage? Walk Rage? Sidewalk Rage?
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