Yes, I, too, can be a bitch. But you knew that, didn't you?
Rich: Hey, can you take the ash out?
Me: ... No.
Rich: Wha-- Please?
Rich: You are going out to smoke, right?
Rich: Why can't you take the ash out with you?
Me: I will next time.
Me: Who are you, my nephew? N. O. No. I will do it later.
Rich: But I need the room!
Me: My mistake, your actually baby Jesus, not my nephew.
Rich: Ha-hah. Now, please?
Me: I could have been done with my cigarette by now, and you could have already taken it out yourself by now.
Rich: And you could have taken it out by now.
Me: Your point? I'm not the one who wants it empty "right now," am I?
Rich: You're in a mood.
Me: See you in five.
It must be too much to ask for five minutes of peace, you know? And I don't even have kids! (Well, actual kids--I have plenty of mentally-aged children, however...) All I want is to finish one thing that's been sitting on my desk all week. Just. One.
I'd also like to come home and not hear Hawthorne pretending to be Jeff Gordon as he speed-races with that freakin' ball back and forth, back and forth...
And is it too much to ask for one day above 35 degrees? I mean, seriously--unless the magnetic poles have shifted that much this past year, this is not the North Pole, am I right? One. Day. Above. Thirty. Five.
On the brighter side, Obama is beginning to clean up that disastrous mess Shrubya made--you know, with everything. Closing Gitmo, disassociating the United States with torture (when did we stop respecting individual rights and human dignity? Oh, that's right--when the "compassionate conservative" was in the White House...), helping soldiers to do their jobs by making them adhere to the U.S. Army Field Manual with regards to detainees, getting the lobbyists (mostly) out, pay freezes within the government to stem the hemorrhaging, halting the disastrous Mexico City Policy further ensuring that women will have the same freedoms and choices as our men... His first two days have made me happier than--well, happier then just having Shrubya out of office ever could have done.
And while most of my conservative friends bitch on Facebook about how they will "miss a man of principle" in the White House and continue to doom-say an administration less than two days old despite the fact that he himself is a Christian--well, I don't know what to tell them...
Obama has a lot to live up to, granted. A lot of promises and pretty speeches were made, and the honeymoon period in which he is accomplishing all of this won't last forever. Shrubya set the bar so low a goldfish could do a good job as president at this point--but I'm hoping Obama sets it so high it'll be hard for anyone to surpass him in action, eloquence, and the prestige he is beginning to return to the highest office in the land.
If only I could be so effective at work... But then again, I'm not president... Yet...