Brace yourself for the bitchfest of the week...
It's like I live in the goddamn rainforest.
It took me almost two hours to get to work today. Mind you, I'm a mere 40 miles or so away from work. The commuters were driving like there was snow on the ground instead of water. The Merritt Parkway, I-95, the backroads, it didn't matter. We drove slow like wet little turtles today.
When I finally got to Stamford, it started to rain sideways. Otto shook. I thought the hurricane was last week? I got out of the car during what I thought was a lull in the rain. But as soon as I started to walk away from Otto, the wind picked up and I was pelted with sideways rain. The umbrella did no good.
So now I sit here, in soaking wet tight capri pants that might never dry, freezing because the air conditioner is on full blast. And my leather sandals are so wet they squish when I walk. Gross. And let's not even discuss the hair.
It's even raining in the building, through one of the windows near me. That's not safe.
I sincerely hope Otto doesn't float away.
Happy fucking first fucking day of fucking fall, motherfucker.
Maybe I will start swimming towards the desert today.
p.s. And yes, ladies, we are still throwing rocks at boys. For now.