Time I left home:
Ahhh, Tuesday. Foggy and weird rain and lots of fun on the beltway. I was moving along slowly in the traffic I always have when around exit 25 a white car, didn't see the make, decided he/she was more important than all the rest of us in the real lanes and sped past all of us in the shoulder. Really? I mean, really? All I could think was "I hope that person crashes or gets caught by the police in the construction". I can be mean sometimes.
Time I arrived at work:
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