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In the funnies
Jul. 11th, 2016 07:54 amI took today off for reasons that include catching up on sleep, working through the second half of ACBB, and possibly read fic and/or write fic, depending on how much time is left on what's gonna be one of those vacation days where nothing's a vacation. For one thing, I failed on the catching up on sleep aspect, because I've once again been up since 4 AM and just returned from the gym.
Anyway, the weekend away was awesome. The baseball game was also awesome, mostly because our team won, though we could've done without the douchebags in the row in front of us slagging our team (ours was the away team) in another language. After 4 innings of listening to one guy get progressively more crude and offensive, the Spouse told him, "Hey, hi! We understand what you've been saying." The guy didn't like that, because he became agitated and combative. I honestly thought he was going to start a fight, but his friend just told him to calm down and let it go.
Really, though. It's a baseball game and we expect a lot of friendly heckling, but the guy was bordering on hate speech, and that bullshit really doesn't fly, not when the guy never stopped talking. His friends shouldn't have let him keep saying the things he was, but I guess they thought they were safe just letting him go on his rant because they didn't think anyone would understand them, but, hey, hello! Anyway, although he didn't stop talking after the Spouse butted in, he did stop with the masochistic, homophobic and racial offensive bullshit.
We went shopping at IKEA (yeah, I know) yesterday, and on our way out had a runaway cart experience. We had to move a seat to put in some of the packages, and when we walked to the back of the truck we both had a "Where's the cart" moment.
I gotta say I marvelled in a thief's ability to do away with a giant cart full of large boxes without us noticing, but then I looked down the parking lot and --
Of course the damn thing kept rolling all the way down the parking lot in a harried bid for escape, somehow avoiding all the parked cars on the side, but listing toward the left and beelining toward the very last car in the row, some 200m away. And it's picking up speed, because the parking lot is on some sort of a slope, and holy fucking fuck --
Let's just say that I'm glad I was wearing the sandals I can run in.
It's not that funny of a story but it's kinda funny, especially when the Spouse said, "I hope they had a camera because the look on your face when you started running after it was priceless."
Just in case, yeah, I'll be keeping an eye out for video on YouTube.
Anyway, the weekend away was awesome. The baseball game was also awesome, mostly because our team won, though we could've done without the douchebags in the row in front of us slagging our team (ours was the away team) in another language. After 4 innings of listening to one guy get progressively more crude and offensive, the Spouse told him, "Hey, hi! We understand what you've been saying." The guy didn't like that, because he became agitated and combative. I honestly thought he was going to start a fight, but his friend just told him to calm down and let it go.
Really, though. It's a baseball game and we expect a lot of friendly heckling, but the guy was bordering on hate speech, and that bullshit really doesn't fly, not when the guy never stopped talking. His friends shouldn't have let him keep saying the things he was, but I guess they thought they were safe just letting him go on his rant because they didn't think anyone would understand them, but, hey, hello! Anyway, although he didn't stop talking after the Spouse butted in, he did stop with the masochistic, homophobic and racial offensive bullshit.
We went shopping at IKEA (yeah, I know) yesterday, and on our way out had a runaway cart experience. We had to move a seat to put in some of the packages, and when we walked to the back of the truck we both had a "Where's the cart" moment.
I gotta say I marvelled in a thief's ability to do away with a giant cart full of large boxes without us noticing, but then I looked down the parking lot and --
Of course the damn thing kept rolling all the way down the parking lot in a harried bid for escape, somehow avoiding all the parked cars on the side, but listing toward the left and beelining toward the very last car in the row, some 200m away. And it's picking up speed, because the parking lot is on some sort of a slope, and holy fucking fuck --
Let's just say that I'm glad I was wearing the sandals I can run in.
It's not that funny of a story but it's kinda funny, especially when the Spouse said, "I hope they had a camera because the look on your face when you started running after it was priceless."
Just in case, yeah, I'll be keeping an eye out for video on YouTube.
