Morning one day one of the most heinous road stretch yet and it started with a 2:30AM alarm. Once the bag of hammers stopped dumping over my head I showered and waited for my cab.
The three in the morning driver did not disappoint. He was the first ever mumble-shouter that I have ever encountered. The first couple words he uttered were almost a whisper building quickly into yelling. It was confusing and scary and glorious all at the same time.
I caught myself emulating it by the time my ride was over and he looked at me like I was a weirdo. And now I report to you from the only open TSA line at one of the world’s busiest airports. The thing that really gets me is they know the exact number of humans who need to fly because we all need tickets to be here and no one is planning for anything.
This is an official shitshow and the only ones who care are paying for the pain. I wonder how long the smug indifference class takes because they all have it down. I can’t imagine heading out to work every day to do a broken job. This is a pisser and I need to go lest I give an excuse for trouble.