i’ve posted about this already and you can read all about my rant here but people seriously annoy me. the weather was horrible yesterday and with the rain, all the loonies with their umbrellas came out. i’m surprised i made it home with both my eyes unharmed. some lady was charging forward with her umbrella in front of her so she couldn’t see anything. i think she poked more than a few people in the chest. there is a car lane and a bike lane. there should be an umbrella people lane – they can torment each other with their huge golf umbrellas. i got pushed out of the covered area of the tram stop by that same woman that was charging people with her stupid umbrella. why the hell does she need to stand under the coverered bit? she’s got her tacky pink leopard print umbrella (which she kept open whilst waiting under the covered bit!). what’s worse is that she wouldn’t shut her umbrella fully until she got on the tram so it was mildly amusing watching her trying to board (she also didn’t wait for people to get off first, but that’s a totally different rant of mine). then she shakes her umbrella next to me and gets my tights all wet. i step back (maybe a bit melodramatically) and she kinda looks at me and says “oh, i guess it’s kind of wet, huh?” yeah, no shit sherlock. rain is wet and now it’s all over me (p.s. not according the brit. the brit will say that rain gets things wet but is rain itself really wet? see how weird he is? it’s one of those riddles where the answer at the end of the day is “who cares?”). anyway, she takes her wet umbrella and puts it on the seat across from her but at the next stop, more people get on so she takes her umbrella off to let people sit but it’s all wet and people don’t want to sit there. she shrugs her shoulders and puts her umbrella back on the seat. the tranny in the gold lamé skirt sat on the wet seat. umberella lady gave him funny loooks and clutched her umbrella like a weapon. i just looked out the window, contemplated my wet stockings and hoped for sunny days the rest of the week.
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