Two bits from my morning

[browngirl]

This morning there was a truck blocking a street that was already narrow and only two lanes *before* the snow, so the bus driver had to make him move it. While we were waiting, with a line of traffic behind the truck, some Masshole in the ubiquitous SUV decided to cut around the traffic, going the wrong way up the street---and nearly ran into the bus. And then HONKED at the bus!

The bus driver advanced nearly atop him and honked at *him* with her *much* louder horn, forcing the idiot to back up pretty much the entire way up the street. Heh. Too bad she couldn't've simply driven over him.




I would have said big shoes, but Tigerlily's feet are much smaller than my big flat leg-enders.

Every so often someone comes to the Academy and says "Where's Tigerlily?" in dismay at seeing me at the front desk. This doesn't happen every day, but happens frequently enough that I've already lost count. Today it was two alumnae of the school, and their reaction on hearing that Tigerlily still works here, just in a different capacity (I usually describe it as a promotion) was typical, if more exuberant than usual: they jumped up and down and cheered. *grin*

It's nice to see that people sensibly appreciate Tigerlily, and daunting to see what shoes I have to fill. *grin*

Comments

The Origin of The Word

[werehamster.livejournal.com]

"Massachusetts" comes from an old Cherokee word that means "obnoxious asshole in an SUV."

[bikergeek.livejournal.com]

the whole episode with the bus reminds me of this urban legend, from snopes.com.

[fuzcat.livejournal.com]

They stop by looking for Tigerlily because they knew and liked her. I imagine that once you have been there a while people will stop by looking for you. Perhaps they already are…

A third bit---creating a monster

[browngirl.livejournal.com]

Remember the girl who's decided I'm her friend (though I shouldn't call her that, she's now the first but not the only)? I'll call her JO. Anyway. I gave her a kazoo. Her father may just come kill me. :)

[poltr1]

The SUV driver almost got what he deserved. I like your descriptive word for him: Masshole.

Every time my wife and I see an SUV driver behaving badly (and it happens pretty often), we sing a Jiffy Lube jingle they used a few years ago, that was to the tune of "Tales From The Vienna Woods" (unfortunately, the radio spot has been removed from the Jiffy Lube web site, otherwise I would have posted a link to it):

       I am rugged as can be
       I drive an SUV
       I scale parking lot curbs at will
       I don't slow down for small road kill
       But now my truck has blown a rod
       It can't scale Atlantic cod. 
       My manhood's slipping away....
       Should have gone to Jiffy Lube
       They check and fill your gearbox too
       More protection for my man van
       Six quarts of four by four blen -- ded synthetic motor oil
       I feel naked without my testosterone truck 
</pre