Today had better start improving. But until then, it's time for a good bitch.

Wanna know what's irking me so far at 8:07 in the morning? Well read on!

1. NPR broadcasted its story about the Muppet Show while I was in the shower

2. The pants to my favorite suit are somehow incredibly baggy. I haven't lost an ounce. You figure it out, cuz I can't

3. I ran into an officer of the Bank - the guy I wrote about last month or so, because he didn't return my greeting while crossing my path in the otherwise empty stairwell. Well, I ran into him today outside of the building, and my first reaction was to wish him a good morning. He looked at me sideways, but do you think he said a word? What IS it with this guy? Who does he think he is? Unfriendly bastard.

4. Riding on the bus this morning, I was yet again confronted with the slimy handrails. Here I am, all clean from the shower, and I hold on to one of the polls to avoid hurting myself or anyone else, and get slimed! How does metal get that consistently sticky and slimy? Those handrails are like that on every form of public transportation in this city. Unemployment is really high in this city. Why can't the CTA employ people to wash the handrails?

5. The non-western hemisphere born, barely English or Spanish speaking lady at the Dunkin' Donuts, where I decided to get a bagel this morning, got my order wrong - twice. My order? A sesame bagel with light veggie cream cheese first became a chocolate chip bagel with veggie cream cheese- and come ON! Does she really think someone would eat that? And the second time she gave me the sesame bagel, but toasted, and with the full-fat cream cheese. THEN when it came time to take my money, she didn't tell me the total, she just put her hand out - over the register's display, so that I couldn't see the amount due. All the while she was talking to her neighbor in some language I don't know. I had to wave my hand in front of her with an annoyed "HELLO" to get her attention. When I asked her how much the order was, she wiggled the hand in front of the display. So I told her that I couldn't read the display because her hand was on it. So she leaves the register, presumably to get the manager or someone who could understand me, leaving the display free for me to read. Thank goodness I had the correct change. I just plopped it on her register and left.

Now I'm off to the non-firewall computer to post this rant. What do you want to bet someone else is using it?