I was going to start this post with the opening sentence beginning with:

Have you ever had one of those days where you're certain that someone or something is out to get you?

but after typing it out and looking at it, I realized that unless you haven't had one of those days then you're obviously living in a bubble.

Well.....today wasn't exactly one of those days that qualifies the usage of quotation marks, but it wasn't one of my nicer days either.

It started this morning when I was trying to get my daughter out of bed and ready for school. Typically, the only two known things that suceed in this endevour where I normally fail is my wife or the suitable application of high explosives.

Once my daughter was out of bed and starting her morning routine, every time that I'd speak to her she'd.....not quite bark at me, but her tone of voice was starting to make me feel like an idiot. Normally my daughter isn't cruel, mean, or harsh, but I just seemed to be getting the wrong tone from her. Well, I decided to minimize my talking to her just to avoid making a weird situation worse.

The rest of the day sort of went like that: not mean, cruel, harsh, but it seemed like everything that could irritate me actually did. And most of this 'action' was while I was at school.

Here's a typical example:

If you're walking along a sidewalk and come to an intersection (where you have to get to some destination across the street), what would you or any other typical person do:

1. Stop, look both ways, and then cross the street, or
   
2. keep walking without breaking your stride straight out into the street since you're obviously the most-important-person-on-planet-Earth and cannot be bothered to concern yourself for your own safety?

Seriously - practically every person that was walking near me as I was driving around the campus was just flat-out walking out into the street and not looking around. Or even worse: they were looking for oncoming traffic, see me coming along and still proceed to walk out into the street. This happened so many times that I lost count.

And honestly.....there were a few times that I almost didn't stop since I'd be doing the world a favor my taking them out of the gene pool.

But I didn't; if they were in a crosswalk that was marked on the street, then I'd be charged with murder or manslaughter since they were 'legal'. Besides, I'd also have to get out and clean the splatter off the hood of my truck.

Today was a slightly varied version of those days where I know for a fact that all of the stupid people in San Diego are coordinating with each other to purposefully impede me as I attempt to go about my business.

Ugh....just shoot me now.