Random thoughts

Hiyo, friends and followers.

So I'm settling into life in a new city. As expected, the blood, sweat and tears that usually come with my moves made an appearance - at one point simultaneously, as mon chum and I tried to get my dresser from the U-Haul to the 3rd floor of the condo. Not fun. And admitting my wimpiness in front of my boyfriend was beyond mortifying, even though he's already well aware of my limitations (after almost 7 years together, he pretty much sees right through me).

However, I have spent pretty much every weekend since I started my new job in Montreal, so it's not like I've really dug my heels into the cultural side of Ottawa (rib festival excepted, omg YUM). I can't help it - Montreal is home, and as much as I love my roommate and really enjoy my new job (I get to criticize other peoples' work all day - have I found my niche, or what?) - I can't help but feel a little homesick. I suppose it is to be expected when you put your entire life on hold to pursue a career, and I should not be whiny about it because I've finally got what I wanted, job-wise.

Anyway.

I don't have much other content to warrant a full post, so I am copping out and providing the rest in point form, for your convenience:

• What the fuck is up with people who cut in line and feel entitled to do so? Since I am travelling back and forth so frequently, and as I don't own a car (or a full licence - long story), I've started taking the bus. Now here is the thing with the bus to and from Ottawa. It is really popular. As in, you need to show up at least 40 minutes before the scheduled departure time to guarantee yourself a spot. This totally ruins my Sunday as my travel time stretches to 3.5 or 4 hours, but whatevs. Anyway, last week, as I was waiting in line, some lady showed up, 10 minutes before the departure, and tried to insert herself in the line, in front of me. At this point, there were at least 50 people behind me. Oh, hell NO, she was not getting in front of ME, so I stared her down and she had the nerve to cut in behind me. The man in front of me and I kindly pointed out that the line was way back at the end of the terminal, but she opted to play dumb, claiming there was someone waiting for her on the bus. Bull. And if it were true, too fucking bad, lady, show up on time and earn your seat like everyone else! Granted, the person she cut in front of didn't have the balls to say anything, but what makes her think she can just show up and insert herself into the queue? And it's not like she was a young little smart ass who may not have known any better; this was a grown woman, an older woman, acting like she owned the place. In the end, neither of us made the bus (the man in front of me actually got the last seat, that asshat. If only I hadn't stopped for a bottle of water...) but if I had missed the bus because of an asshole who thought they could just cut right in and no one had the nerve to say anything, I would have been livid. Is that just me? 
• Vanity plates. For reasons unbeknownst to me, Ontario continues to think it is a good idea to sell vanity plates. I suppose there is a lot of money to be made when one wants to customize their licence plate to say something most likely tacky. Case in point: as I was walking back to the condo the other week, I noticed a car parked in front with a plate that read "Whazzup". This was a source of lolz to me, because, really? Who chooses THAT as their vanity plate slogan? Clearly some yo who thinks he's a thug, right? Well, moments later, I had my answer, as a chubby, squat, middle aged, balding white man came out of my building and hopped into said car. There are no words. Besides "whazzup", evidently.
• LOL speak in regular conversations. This topic speaks for itself (pathetic pun intended). Perhaps I am prematurely turning into a cranky old broad (maybe not prematurely), but the state of the English language today is appalling. It is one thing to use cute little acronyms when chatting online, but inserting these terms into everyday talk is just plain obnoxious. Saying "LOL" instead of actually laughing out loud is stupid. It is also insincere. If the joke was really that funny, you would literally laugh out loud and not tell people, in a short-handed manner, that you are laughing out loud. "Bee-tee-dubs" and "JK" are equally irritating. 

Next time: tales of the royal couple visiting our nation's capital and my attempts to become part of the royal entourage. 

Until then ... ta!