This happened. #irishgirlproblems.Thursday, March 15, 2012
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Daylight Savings Directly Caused Me To Re-Live Middle School
[Disclaimer: this is a story I just have to put out into the universe…but I feel like a cyber bully…]
This morning was odd. For one, getting out of bed post time change has been, well, just plain painful.
I am a morning person, but I am no morning person when the clock says its 6AM, but it is really 5AM. That makes my clock a liar, and we all know how I feel about those.
Daylight savings caused me sleep loss.
At any rate, there I was this morning with an unusual craving for a caffeinated beverage, and knowing what my day had in store, I indulged and stopped. That should have been my first clue that something in my day was to go awry…the last time I stopped for coffee “just because” was about ten minutes before the Great Car Accident of 2010. Click here if you haven’t read that gem yet…
Daylight savings caused me sleep loss which caused me to stop for caffeine.
Immediately after walking into Starbucks, I regretted my decision to stop for coffee. The line was far too long for the caffeine headache I was undoubtedly going to get at 3:00PM because I so rarely drink caffeine. I almost turned around, but I decided to stay. As I am haphazardly catching up on some of my Words With Friends games (which has become a chore in and of itself), I hear a “Oh my god! Is that you Kristin Dacey?!”
That is a line that I never like to hear, but that is a line I am down-right afraid to hear if I am a) in my hometown, b) not wearing any make up, or c) in a hurry. Luckily for me, this morning I hit the trifecta.
I turn around with my best fake sorority smile, not knowing who to expect, and there she was: my middle school bully.
I will be the first to admit that middle school sucks. Period. People who say they liked middle school are one of two things:
Back to the Starbucks, I am now make-up-less face-to-face with the bully…and we are both in the same snail’s pace line. I was stuck.
Daylight savings caused me sleep loss which caused me to stop for caffeine which led me to see Bully.
I have to say, we had a very nice conversation and I left with a caffeinated beverage, and a little extra oomph in my step.
Why, you might ask? Because I ran into the middle school bully, and she was ugly and unemployed.
My mom will be thrilled to know that her prediction of 15 years ago has come to fruition. Does it make me a bad person that I am not upset that she was right?
This morning was odd. For one, getting out of bed post time change has been, well, just plain painful.
I am a morning person, but I am no morning person when the clock says its 6AM, but it is really 5AM. That makes my clock a liar, and we all know how I feel about those.
Daylight savings caused me sleep loss.
At any rate, there I was this morning with an unusual craving for a caffeinated beverage, and knowing what my day had in store, I indulged and stopped. That should have been my first clue that something in my day was to go awry…the last time I stopped for coffee “just because” was about ten minutes before the Great Car Accident of 2010. Click here if you haven’t read that gem yet…
Daylight savings caused me sleep loss which caused me to stop for caffeine.
Immediately after walking into Starbucks, I regretted my decision to stop for coffee. The line was far too long for the caffeine headache I was undoubtedly going to get at 3:00PM because I so rarely drink caffeine. I almost turned around, but I decided to stay. As I am haphazardly catching up on some of my Words With Friends games (which has become a chore in and of itself), I hear a “Oh my god! Is that you Kristin Dacey?!”
That is a line that I never like to hear, but that is a line I am down-right afraid to hear if I am a) in my hometown, b) not wearing any make up, or c) in a hurry. Luckily for me, this morning I hit the trifecta.
I turn around with my best fake sorority smile, not knowing who to expect, and there she was: my middle school bully.
I will be the first to admit that middle school sucks. Period. People who say they liked middle school are one of two things:
- A bold-face liar
- One of those mean girls who peaked far too early in their social career.
Back to the Starbucks, I am now make-up-less face-to-face with the bully…and we are both in the same snail’s pace line. I was stuck.
Daylight savings caused me sleep loss which caused me to stop for caffeine which led me to see Bully.
I have to say, we had a very nice conversation and I left with a caffeinated beverage, and a little extra oomph in my step.
Why, you might ask? Because I ran into the middle school bully, and she was ugly and unemployed.
My mom will be thrilled to know that her prediction of 15 years ago has come to fruition. Does it make me a bad person that I am not upset that she was right?
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