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Exploding P/Coffee 9:14 a.m. 2005-02-24 Wow, three entries in a row?! This is very unlike me, isn't it? I don't have much to write about, so this entry will be full of little tid bits of thoughts. Apparently, there was an incident that happened at the city post office last weekend sparked from a faulty pee testing packaging that came from our department. The post office people noticed that there was a leakage of urine that somehow "exploded" out of the plastic sample bottle. How does pee explode? Anyways, the post office employees were quite alarmed and contacted the sheriff's department. Of course, the sheriff's department didn't know how to handle it, so the fire department was called. The fire department called in their toxic specialist unit to the scene to determine whether there was any toxic elements involved. Of course, it was determined that it was just plain ole' pee. Anyway, the person from our office that transports the pee across the street to the county building was a tad concerned about her safety. Wouldn't you, if someone's pee exploded? They just don't pay us enough here, they really don't. Yesterday, some deranged man driving in a white pickup truck gave me the finger at least 4 times on my way to work and I have no idea why. I did not cut him off, I did not drive close to his bumper, I just was driving and keeping my distance for everyone. He must have thought I was someone else. Again, I may be a victim of mistaken identity once more. Nevertheless, as I drove to work this morning, I found myself looking for that white pickup again. Fortunately, I didn't see any, but it just pisses me off how that idiot felt he had a need to just ruin my morning like that to leave me wondering and questioning what I had done as I innocently drove my car to work. OH well, karma has a way of finding it's way home. Maybe on his way to work, his tire hit a pot hole, and the hot steaming coffee that sat on his cup holder bounced off unto his lap. Ouch! Oh, that wasn't nice of me to write down,was it?! I already feel guilty; that pisses me off even more.
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