shame is so in this season

dear strike,

i hate you.

i'm not going to rant about the stubborn unions or their unintelligible leader. i'm not going to complain how many of them get paid more than i do (but probably exert the same amount of effort). i'm not even going to complain about the guy on a motorized wheelchair who almost ran me over this morning as he crossed against the light. all i'm going to say is this:

my feet hurt. let's get those trains running please. lest you receive a box full of my smelly socks. consider yourself warned.

posted by erica @ 4:39 PM