People? People!

This morning’s quickie… probably not the kind you’re looking for, but I’ll do my best to make it great!

My week/two weeks is not going to end until next Friday, today is going to be a long day, and my crazy dog had me up at 4:30. I’m crying inside right now. None of this would be so bad if not for one thing… people.

I once was a people person, but I’ve noticed as I’ve gotten older, more educated, more opinionated, and more tired, especially these past two years, that I have a harder time finding people I can actually relate to. Not because I’m brilliant or anything, I’m just weird, I finally accept it, and I’d like to have other weird people around at times. I realize I won’t fit with every person on every level, but seriously! I’m guessing my lack of tolerance is stemming from the fact that I just don’t have a lot of free time on my hands, so I’m beginning to get really selfish with how I spend it.

When asked what superpower I wish I possessed, I always say “The power to blink people into another universe, far from here.”

“Narcissist?” BlINK “Ignorant?” BLINK “A**hole?” BLINK

Most of the time all three of these are rolled into one person. These people typically get “blinked” as soon as they open their mouths.

I really think having this superpower would benefit the world as a whole. I mean, I’d actually be able to drive to work without having to pass the “a**hole” driving 60 in the passing lane, because he’d be doing that in another universe. Sorry for putting this behavior off on a male… it can easily go either way!

This is why my business is kid orientated. Kids are the most awesome people because they just are what they are, and they’re honest about it. I’m always envious when one throws themselves on the floor in a fit. I mean c’mon, how many of us wishes we could do that and not get sent to the mental ward?

On that note, I am off to navigate my way around people.

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40 something woman in the midst of a midlife crisis, living daily life with a smile on my face, love in my heart, and completely dripping sarcasm like melting cheese from a cheese-burger.

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