Last night I was out of pocket in a super secret location. The location was so secret and so remote that even my staff couldn't get ahold of me. (Technically
, that wasn't due to lack of reception as much as it was I wasn't answering my phone.) I wound up spending the night (not intentional) and flew back up the interstate this morning.
Yesterday we reached a high of 97 degrees Fahrenheit six degrees above the predicted 91 degrees. Suffice it to say that both last night and this morning, I was driving with all the windows down including my sunroof.
Since I knew I wouldn't be long, I rolled up my windows when I got back to my humble abode but I left my sunroof open so the car can ventilate. I was inside no more than 20 minutes.
I hopped in the car eager to go into work and be a shining star. Even though last night was cut short due to a late departure time, it was still refreshing, invigorating and inspiring, so much so that I have
authored my Angels & Demons
review which will be released later today after a bit of clean up, fact checking and name plugging. (Alas, my super secret location was without and Internet connection.)
When I went to get out of my car upon arriving at work, I couldn't leave the seat. Something stringy ands sticky on my lower back was preventing me from doing so. It appeared that one of the little brats that were waiting for me at my front door decided to throw their bubble gum in my car. I was NOT HAPPY
about this at all.whester
graciously scraped off the gum that was sticking to my clothes as it was in a region I couldn't reach and really couldn't effectively clean at work. I then went to get the other half of the piece off of the lower back of the driver's seat.
I had several ideas of what to do with these little vandals which I shall not commit to this blog. But that isn't what set me off. It was when I went to get my briefcase from the back seat that I found the second piece of gum. Thankfully, it didn't have anything to really stick to. But this act of vandalism and thievery has.
I think these young criminals ought to have to pay for a new change of clothes, the car to be shampooed, the time wasted at work not being able to do my job as well as the matching taxes and benefits my employer has to pay. And I think they should have a vandalism charge on their criminal record.
I'm considering calling DHS and telling them to come pick up the kids because they are riding their bikes on the four lane in front of the apartment complex while their parents/guardians negligently sit on their ass watching Oprah.