Sears and its sinners.

Today was a nice day.
I didn't even need my coat.
I wore it anyway, but thats not the point.
Today was a nice day.

getting out of work while its still daytime is a good enough reason to call it an Ok day.
The fact that the sun was actually out, on the other hand, blasted that shit straight to nice.

Tra la la-ing my way to my car, I pause to put on my sunglasses.
Sunglasses!
Wow!

I pass a group of gaggling girls
giggling and gossiping.
Taking up most of the sidewalk,
I accidentally on purpose steer them awkwardly into an outdoor garbage can.
Wow!

I can actually hear birds chirping
and children laughing
and snow melting
and coffee brewing
and ice cream licking
and people smiling
and winter ending
Wow!

Over dosing on sunshine and splendor
I vomit myself awake and nearly skip the rest of the way to my car.

I start thinking about what I should do after work,
Maybe something gay like rollerblade.

Im almost to my car.
Maybe I'll walk around and take pictures.
Ive got my key out.
Maybe I'll just go for a walk
Im inches away now
unzipping my coat because frankly, who needs it!
Im at the door,
about to put the key in..


"EXCUSE ME!"

I turn and glance towards a woman screaming through the window of her obnoxiously teal vehicle.

"whats up?" I say strangely.


"EXCUSE ME!" she says as if she hadnt already, clearly gotten my attention.


"Um, yes?" I answer again.


'WHERE IS THE SEARS?" She yells much to loud for someone just feet away from where Im standing.

"Oh, yeah, its right over...."

"NEVER MIND! you're no help" she says cutting half way through my sentence angrily.


She then turns to her companion and says, and I quote,


"what a bitch"


Then puts it in gear and drives away.



I'm not doing anything gay today.
This day fucking sucks.