"Fuck you very much!"

[broom_rider]

Now, I am having one fuck of the day! I got a speeding ticket (first one in my life) for going 51 mph on a 40mph road. wtf, officer? Nobody's ever going slower there. Naturally, it happened on the way to preschool, with the kid in the car. Naturally, the kid started to whine: mom, let's go to school, mom, let's go home right now - and all that, while the officer was giving me a ticket (it took him 15 minutes to do so, and we were late to school). Just one bright moment in it: he didn't say anything about my MI driver's license with an obviously wrong address on it.
On the way from the school, I stopped at the eye care center to check up if they got everything for a warranty repair of my glasses, and they said no, during the strength-checking test one of the lenses had cracked, so I must wait for a week longer for the new ones (meanwhile I am wearing the old glasses, which are so badly scratched, that it's hard to drive in them!)
I was so distracted by all this "shit happens", that I forgot to fasten my seat belt, and had noticed it just a couple of blocks from home.

Okay, I got home, and decided to color my hair to calm my nerves a bit. (Yes, I belong to the sort of women, who's bad mood could be cured by a simple cosmetic procedure). When I was putting the coloring mix on my hair (wearing just a very opened black dressing gown, and rubber gloves) there was a knock at the door. I thought it might be the maintenance guy with the new blinds, and he has a permission to enter the apartment if I am not home. So I had yelled "Just a second!", put on something long and zipping on the front, removed gloves, find my glasses... opened the door. There was no one in there, just a brochure on the door knob: "Interested in Bible Prophesy?" at this point I thought that I might kill someone. Then I started to laugh. Gee, I've should open the door the way I was! With Rammstein playing, and the lit candles on the altar (I felt like I could use some help today). I wonder what this fuckin' Christian moron would say :)

It looks like at this point the bad luck finally had turned off me, for nothing bad didn't happen anymore - well, not to count the small mishaps like everything was(is) falling from my hands and so - who'd pay attention to this after getting a ticket?
When I was taking my son from the preschool, I saw the same motherfucker officer getting a ticket to someone else. Obviously, he had run out of Viagra, or something.

So yeah. The day isn't over yet, but I have an intention to spend the rest of it quietly at home, not troubling trouble. Hope that this period of the bad luck will be over tomorrow, or I'll die.

Comments

[scowling-hermit.livejournal.com]

Oh man! What a shitty day...but at least there are some points of it you can laugh about.
My parents did such a good job of chasing away Jehovah's Witnesses a few years ago that they've never been back since. :D

I hope tomorrow is a much better day for you!

[broom--rider.livejournal.com]

Heh, I hope so to, otherwise I won't survive!:)
Oh, the Jehovah's Witnesses are the very special kind of the energy leeches. I remember one of them running after me, trying to convince me to go to one of their freakin' meetings, through half of Nevsky Prospect in St. Petersburg on a damn cold winter day (and prospects in St. Petersburg are really long, and "cold" in St. Petersburg is very, very cold!)

[gerie-aren.livejournal.com]

Jehovah's Witnesses missioneres can be such fun, if you take a proper attitude:) My friend Dina tends to explain to them that they are nothing but grains of dust in the eyes of the Infinite Darkness... If she can out-talk them, this is. But usilally she can:)
Here is another way: http://gerie-aren.livejournal.com/102490.html The comments are also a bit of fun:)

[broom--rider.livejournal.com]

He-he, great sect, I'd love to become a member!:))

Actually, I am quite capable of getting rid of the missionaries of any kind. If I am not in the mood, I am going Volkodav-style:) "I am praying to my own gods. Go away." But when I am in the mood... beware the religious leeches of every king. Ones (back in Moscow) my friend and I had scared a young Jehovah's Witness, who started to talk to us in an almost empty night bus, out of her ming. We listened to her for a while, and then said that it's so cool that we have met, because we are the members of an ancient Carthaginian cult of Baal, and that we are practicing human sacrifices, and vaguely hinted that she's about to become one. She got anxious, and looked around, and realized that the bus was empty - and than she had really panicked:) I wonder, if she ever tried it again with the nice-looking couples:)
The one who was running after me on Nevsky did so, because on her "have you ever thought about God?" answered "Hare Krishna!" An extremely persistent idiot.