speaking out of line, fixing tires and taking names

last night was not bomber brilliance - especially on my part - but i know we'll rebound, so to speak. i have been a model - more or less - hockey player, in terms of keeping my mouth shut, for a while now but last night i said a few things that got me on the shit list of the official. happens. and just to illustrate my point, a couple of the refs have actually come up to me and told me how well i'm playing, and how i keep my thoughts to myself, etc..and they're happy - we're all getting along...now, that said...i did say a little to much last night...and to my bomber brethren, i'm sorry for that. and i also let one of the douche-bags on the other team get me off my game and took another penalty that could have been avoided...so, hopefully i can get back on the tight-lipped train and just go back to knocking a few in the net rather than wanting to knock the heads off a few players and the odd ref...so be it...
why is it so hard to get a flat fixed in this town? many months ago i took my element to kal-tire near the BOC to get a flat fixed...i took it in at 8 am and at 2 pm it was still not fixed - in fact they hadn't even looked at it...good work. i needed new tires so i went to tireland on kingsway, where i had bought tires before, and got a new set of good rubber at a decent price...they also, like many places, have a free flat fixing and rotation deal. so this morning i went there at 8 am and dropped off my tire and told them i was busy but would come back in a bit to get it...two hours later i went back and they hadn't even looked at it. and it would be a while until they could...what the? it's a flat, ten minute fix...so i took it and have now dropped off the element at the kal-tire - no choice - and am waiting for it to be fixed...45 minutes until they can get to it...wow.
also today...i made my way over to west van to meet-up with all-around great gal, donna murray, and give her her load of lavandar from my garden and take advantage of her offer to get some goods at cost plus ten...she works at a sports place in west van and had offered to let me roam around the store and ick out a few things...so i did...thanks donna!
while i was in west van i dropped by the whole foods for a snack and while i was parking saw a car heading into a handicap parking spot...i had a feeling...so i watched as they got out after putting the card in the window and watched as they walked away, without a care. now i have to say i am tolerate of a lot of things...but parking in those spots is not one of them...so i mentioned to them that they were parked in a handicap spot..and..i got..."you can't see the pass in the window?..." in a very angry voice..
"yes, but you seem to be doing quite well in the walking dept..."
"why don't you mind your own fucking business?"
"why don't you go fuck yourself?"
"never mind, never mind..." the second woman says as they walk away...
"maybe one day you'll actually need that pass.."
"fuck you"
"really..? "
"yes, you piece of shit" she says to me"
"fuck you, you useless piece of shit.."
and we went on our way.
i have seen this so many times. someone who has a legitimate pass for someone on their family who is disabled, but who use it when they're out running errands for themselves. maybe i'm a dick but...i don't have time for that.

i'm gonna cut some grass. i love you.


g. xo