hey everybody. a couple funny things happened at/around work today that i thought i'd share...

incident #1
the street next to the body shop (cleneay) hits montgomery (the main street) at an angle, so the line to stop at is much farther back than the crosswalk or the actual intersection. i've learned the hard way why when i've had to back up (more than once) for big 18-wheelers trying to turn onto this side street. also, it's even a tight fit for cars to get around you if you're sticking out too far. honks, angry drivers, etc.

okay, here's where i'm going...today as i was going back to the house for lunch i pull up to the line as i am the first one at the stop light. i put on my blinker to turn left when i get a green. two cars and an 18-wheeler and then a butt-load more cars end up behind me. one of these cars honks, like for me to move up so people can turn right as i wait to turn left. fine, i hate to do this and get cut off again but okay. so i pull about half my car over the stop line. there. not enough. honking mayhem ensues and the truckers gets out of his freaking big rig and walks up to my door! i roll down the window.

"man you gonna have to move forward, we gonna be here all day!"

i reply, "if i move forward, another big truck like yours may cut me off." (this has happened before plenty of times, as i said)

"well then go right or somethin', we gonna be here all day!"

then irony kicks in: as he finishes his sentence the light turns green and i speed off. he is stuck outside his ride several cars away and the light is green. way to go ace. if the cars behind him were annoyed by me, i'm sure he really pissed them off.

incident #2
around 4:45, the area around the shop turns into the set from the hitchcock movie the birds. they swarm and poo everywhere. they crap up cars i just washed. curse you flying fecal flingers! anyways, this same side street is basically their latrine. along the side of the street that i park on are powerlines and the birds use these like communal crappers, covering the sidewalk.

as i'm walking to my car i realize this and begin to dodge poo like indiana jones dodging poisonous darts. i can see it and hear it splatting on the ground everywhere. it's a minefield of bird poo! i get into my car untouched. thank You God! and go back to the house. when i get out i realize the right side of my car is covered. it looks like a freaking jackson pollock painting. no lie: i spotted around 100 poo splatters. sick.

this is the lesson i have learned today: cleneay is not a good street in any way whatsoever. i need somewhere new to park. well, it's almost time for dinner. i'm out. peace...