Gah

Back at work today, and the problem with the holidays is that even though it's raining, there are so many more people out on the streets than usual.

That means that once again it occurs to me that they should institute a mandatory minimum walking speed on the sidewalks because I keep getting stuck behind people who walk excessively slow or in erratic patterns or stop randomly for no apparent reason. It's stupid but it's really annoying and it makes me really angry really fast.

That and the people who clog up the sushi line because they can't make up their mind as to what they want, but they're standing right in front of what you want so you can't grab it and jump ahead of them in line. And then secretly you rejoice when they pick something up and step forward only to (Christ! not again!) immediately step back and put it down and consider the other rolls.

And that's about the time when you start boring into the back of this person's head with a mantra:

Yes, you want that Alaska roll.
Yes, you want that Alaska roll.
Yes, you want that Alaska roll.
Yes, you want that Alaska roll.
Yes, you want that Alaska roll.

Until she finally takes it and pays for it so you can finally get the spicy tuna roll that has the most pickled ginger packaged with it because you're hungry, damn it and you have to get back to the office because your lunch has already run kind of longer than it was supposed to because you keep tripping over people who are walking too damn slow.

Not to mention, getting lost inside Holt Renfrew because you thought that you could just cut through the store and escape the rain but are instead left wandering through its over-lit, white walled upscaleness, feeling hemmed in by a barrage of high-end designer clothing and polished fashionistas who make you feel like you're really shabby in comparison, you in your ill-fitting clothes you got for Christmas because you have a job in the bureaucracy and it really doesn't matter what the hell you wear to work. (Within reason.)

Gah.