Little Mr Mahatma

In which the middle-aged Peacenik mouths off about War Drones--and all the other things that make him cranky.

Mr Mahatma--who is a Mr in real life--lives in the valleys of Southern California with his wife, a herd of Dears, and an impressive collection of books. Pnorny!
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Friday, June 02, 2006

Plenty Of Gripes
My supervisor was out today so my co-worker, who seemed to have lots of free time, spent most of the day interrupting me. We had nearly come to blows the other day because of mutual misunderstandings. Simply put, we get along but our personalities and cultural backgrounds are different. I'm American; she's not. She's more in-your-face; I'm not. I get things done in due time based on priority and urgency. She expects things done now. Worse, she may think that she's my superior. She acts like it. Anyway. We're getting along now and I'm trying to control my habit of making cynical remarks but it's a matter of time before one of us has a meltdown. My bets on her.

Coming home on the Metro we nearly had another accident. This time it was a man who decided to cross the street even though there was a multi-ton bus blazing towards him with horn a-honking. What's unbelievable is that the view of the bus route at this particular intersection has visibility for about a half mile in either direction. If man had only looked he would have seen the bus; he couldn't have missed it. But, for whatever reason, he decided to cross. Luckily some lady literally grabbed his shirt and pulled him over to safety, thereby dealing the Law of Survival a temporary setback.

7:30 PM

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