I'm in New Jersey, waiting for the fog to burn off a little more so I can see where the warehouse allegedly sits, or squats, or whatever the proper term is (haven't had enough coffee yet to sort through the grammatical options). I stopped early last night from sheer fatigue, having driven up here from North Carolina yesterday morning. The fog and rain followed me through Richmond, through Washington DC, Baltimore, and onto the New Jersey Turnpike where a day cab (18 wheeler without the sleeper on the truck) nearly ran me into a concrete barrier while he nonchalantly careened down the highway, one hand on the steering wheel, the other holding the cell phone, yakking away.
I managed to avoid too much trouble, though when the guy walking into the service center in front of me pointedly let both sets of doors slam in my face, I was careful to thank him. And when a fellow in a suit, talking loudly about his "employee optimization" initiative into his pretty new iPhone, was blocking the passage way into the main store, I politely said "excuse me" a couple of times before I heard a voice come forth from me saying, "please move, ya pretentious geek." Just another day in paradise.
This morning I wandered back inside the building for some coffee, managing to arrive just after a bus full of high school students unloaded. There were a couple dozen of them in line when I got to the Starbucks. Now I'm sure the word "like" will be bouncing in my head until my last breath. And I'm like, so happy because they were all like, involved in their conversations? And one girl was like, Omigod(!) because she like, backed into the little retractable rope thingie ya know? And it like, broke! But she was like, soooo apologetic and blah bluh blah. Come to think of it, several of the kids were like, way polite because they would say, "excuse me" as they cut in front of me to, like, stand with their friends that they haven't seen since they like, stepped off the bus a few minutes ago?
I'm like, sooo gonna miss them! Now, back to the road. I need to find this warehouse, stand outside the truck, and just swear at no one in particular for a few minutes to get my equilibrium back.