So, let me start by saying that I don't mind walking. Actually, I really like it, especially since I have shin splints (another story for another blog post that consists of me going "CURSE ALL THE SHINS!").
However, there are circumstances under which I hate walking and, to give blame elsewhere, the sun.
This includes:
-while wearing a dress and cute flats
-in the sun
-during the summer between the hours of 8am and 7pm
-when I don't know I'll be walking
-without my iPod
-while with my brother and father.
Here's the story:
Both headlights on my car are burnt out. So I wanted to take my car into our car guy today who is about a mile and a half from my dad's office. For various reasons, my brother and father also needed to take their cars in today.
Now.
There are plenty of people that could've driven with us and taken us back to the office.
To name a few:
-my sister
-my step-mother
-my dad's business partner
-anybody in the whole world who has an ounce of sympathy in their bones.
Seriously. There was no dire need for us to walk.
Enter my father who thought it would be nice for us to go on some family walk or some stupid bonding shit like that.
Sigh.
Now I'm at work and sweaty and gross and all I want is a shower.
But, hey, at least I got out of the office for an hour!
Woo?
Friday, August 21, 2009
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