Frustrated Incorporated

Today Mara was zipping along in rush hour traffic on her way to the U when Betty, being something of an asinine car, decided it would be awfully fun to flip her lid, so to speak. By which I mean the hood popped up and slammed against the windshield. I was not there at the time but I hear there was, in fact, quite a lot of panicky screaming coming from the driver's seat. She had to merge through heavy traffic using her side mirrors and try to get the now badly dented hood to latch while parked along the shoulder. Reports indicate that panicky screaming turned into frustrated cursing at this point. Plus all this happened just 150 feet before the entrance of a tunnel, which would have been a disaster. UNNECESSARILY EXCITING. Then after nine hours of "welcome to the mortuary science program, we're so very excited" orientation she goes to her work only to find that they closed at 4 pm today. Permanently. They did not see fit to warn any of their employees in advance about this wee little minor detail, though, so it came as a bit of a shock.

I mean, we always knew that her Quiznos was Satan's septic tank in fast food form, but you'd think they would maybe find it prudent to mention something about it to the people who, I dunno, like to not be homeless.

I, for one, had a runny nose today. That's about all I can say for my part.

But it was very runny. Frankly, I disapprove.