Have you ever just have a bad fucking day? YES,
a curse word was necessary. Based upon how my day has been, not only was it
necessary but highly appropriate.
In all fairness, the day started well and ended
well, but the mess in between (similar to the weird Little Debbie cake filling)
were all wrong for my moral compass. You know it has been a stressful day when
you come home barking off pretty stupid orders for relatively no apparent
reason- someone needed to tell me to simmer down. Rationality where are
you? Who am I Sargent Slaughter? LOL ** six extra points if you know who
that is*** in hindsight it was both funny yet unfair.
After a long day dealing with irrational people, silly ideas, and boring
stories, I was short of kicking my door off the hinges after I drove my car
into the garage. Barely over the grueling and formidable day, my emotions were
at an all-time high and I was rarely over the hellacious day that work
presented- it just was not my day.
As soon as I get in the door, I give the room a ‘don’t mess with mommy
today’ kind of look. Completely prepared for all three (daughter, doggie, and
fiancé) to overlook my annoyed glare, I felt the “I need’s” coming anytime now;
that train is never late. In order to beat them to the punch, my irrationalness
and pettiness began to show LOL. I gathered the family and this is when
my logic gets silly. As I pointed my finger, rolled my neck and put my
hands on my hips a lot, I continued in my destruction. I got upset with my dog
for barking at the same mail carrier he has barked at for the last 3 years. I told
my four going on 14-year-old daughter to clean her room that in all fairness
was not even that damn messy and got mad at my fiancé for not answering some
random question quick enough – so the devil overtook my body for like 20 whole
minutes. LOL- my word right! Do I sound a little crazy? Or is this what
most people simply call Monday?
Fast forward, we end up at the grocery store.
Now some people would dread his and it could add fuel to the fire, but NOPE not
me; I love it. It is actually kind of therapeutic .A good trip through the
discounted steak tips, always makes a girl’s day brighter right? :) After
a rather long grocery store trip, I make the MISTAKE of going to McDonalds. A
place where their unsweet tea ALMOST had me step so far out of character.
Something that was petty and dumb, now was war.
Now in all transparency it is February 27th
and in the dead of winter its 64 degrees so EVERYONE was clearly in their
feelings today. Out, buzzing in and out of traffic, I decide to drive the
family to the home of the pink gooey stuff I saw on YouTube and holiday pies,
McDonalds. Typically not a go to type of spot, but for the sake of quickness
and stress eating, why not right? When life throws you a curve ball… eat
McDonalds … (bet you will never find that quote on Pinterest eh?)
Nonetheless, we get in the line. The drive through line. Me? I am still
mentally huffing and puffing, but I set my bitterness aside and began to order.
**Disclaimer, to any moms that have been in the position I am about to talk
about, HA- may the force be with you my friends*** Right about the time I
begin ordering, my toddler starts yelling insanely in the background.
Traditionally a very well behaved and even-tempered child today was not her day
either- both of us was apparently suffering from the same mood. Not yelling for
any particular reason and not yet to the point of falling out with crocodile
tears, clearly, she just wanted it, and by ‘it’, I mean EVERYTHING! She literally
yelled out any food she could possibly think of in that moment. Granted we are
at Mickie D’s, my child decides to show her fast food repertoire by rattling
off any and every food that came to mind. As I try to maintain a level of
“please hush your mouth” while attempting to over talk the insanity going on in
the back seat, for half a second, I secretly hoped the lady taking the order
wasn't judging me and talking shit on mute LOL .All I hear is, “MOMMY,
can I have a Hamburger?” “Green beans?” “Ranch” “Cookies” “Num NOMS”
“Shopkins”. WOW. Toys. Food. Literally all that. Mommy 911. HELP.
Straight from the mommy playbook, i began waving
my hands and trying to hush my child, while starring at her sternly and daring
her to say another loud, obnoxious word, all in ONE mom look. Some moms
never master it, but ALL moms possess the special talent to do so LOL. Still
trying to maintain a level of normality in the drive through, in its totality,
finally she simmered down.
Anxious to get to the window so I could look her angry, bitter ass in the
face, she is EVERYTHING I thought she would be, even gave me a neck roll and
looked up in the air long enough for me to constitute it as an eye roll.
WHHHHAT!? Is she serious? Ohhh yes she was. Now I am beefing with this angry
teen! Hell maybe she failed a Statistics test or some shit but TODAY I had time
for it LOL.
I get to the next window and for the first time
in this McDonalds chronicles part 56,768, I crack a grin. Above all else, its
almost sweet tea time because HELLO, let’s be real- it is the greatest! Regardless of how shitty this drive through was, it’ll
all be worthwhile after one sip. I peel back that straw paper, give me lips an
anxious lick, JUST to find out… its fucking UNSWEET TEAAAAA. Ugh. I can’t be
alone in this, getting Unsweet when you’re expecting sweet is never okay- it’s un-American
dammit LOL. C’mon, they could not just let me have that huh? Entire day
officially a bust. McDonalds you had one job, ONE! Per usual you failed me. Moral
of the story, take a sip before leaving the drive through because if not, it
will take you from 5-500 on the pissed off-o-meter! Trust me people, the
struggle was real today.
Until next time….
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