Monday, June 10, 2013

Still A Hater

I work next to a hospital. As I was leaving early today, walking to the garage I had to walk past the front entrance of the hospital. There was a car with a lady loading "things" into her car. A nurse was also helping her stuff balloons into her trunk. There was about 4 or 5 of them. Some said congratulations, some said its a girl. All I could think about is walking over and using my keys to bust each and every Mylar balloon saying "here let me help you get them in the trunk". Wow hate much?  Does it count that I'm aware of my problems?  You know they say its the first step in getting help.  

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