WTF

so yesterday the adorable one came to pick me up for lunch, as our offices are about 10 minutes apart. and i'm riding down the elevator with three people, two women and one man. the women are dressed in almost identical mauve winter jackets. and we walk outside and the only vehicle in front of the building is our suv. i notice that they keep walking closer to the car, which is weird, because mind you, i don't know who the fuck these people are. and they keep getting closer and closer. to the point, where the three actually get in the car.

the adorable one said to the woman who sat in my seat, "i think you're in the wrong car." and the dumb bitch just sat there. what a freak. so, they finally figured out that they were not supposed to be in the car, while i am literally screaming at them, "what are you doing in my husband's car?"

here's an idea--maybe you should look to see who is in the car before you actually get in. here's another one--try paying attention for a change. as scary as that might be. cuz luckily for you the adorable one is not a serial killer. and i did not get my way to mow you down. fucking morons.