Welcome once again to Tuesday’s Treadmill Tracks. As usual, I put my iPod on shuffle yesterday, and here is what it served up for me while I was on my 6.75 mile walk. (Just clicky the song titles to catch each song on Youtube if that’s your thing.) Enjoy!
Welcome once again to Tuesday’s Treadmill Tracks. As usual, I put my iPod on shuffle yesterday and it served up a slew of songs for me while I was on my 5.75 mile walk. However, as UNusual, my earbuds started malfunctioning and were actually giving me zappy, little static electric shocks in my ear (WHAT THE--???? No-one told me earbuds could do THAT!!!! OUCH!!!!) so a big portion of the walk was not on the treadmill, but to and from Target so I could buy new, non-shocky earbuds. And, yes, because of Tuesday’s Treadmill Tracks, I still kept track of all the songs, even as I was being electrocuted! How’s that for devotion, people?
But anyway….
So, let’s have at it! (Just clicky the song titles to catch each song on Youtube if that’s your thing.) Enjoy!
Welcome once again to Tuesday’s Treadmill Tracks. As usual, I put my iPod on shuffle yesterday, and here is what it served up for me while I was on my 5.5 mile walk. (Just clicky the song titles to catch each song on Youtube if that’s your thing.) Enjoy!
Monday morning I went for a walk along a big, busy city street. It was just me; four lanes of pissed off, backed up, honking traffic; and—ohhh—roughly 2 million Hispanic used car dealerships. No big whoop, I typically walk along this particular street daily. By now I know the road well and feel perfectly comfortable on it, and—excluding the day a man came running up to me, crying his face off, and asked me for money because he got in a fight with his “girlfriend’s boyfriend” (????)—it rarely flings surprises in my path.
But Monday? Yeeeaaahhhh, not so much.
It started out normally. I had my iPod on and I was zipping down the street, lost in my daydreams as usual.
I was really getting into it.
I started walking faster.
And faster.
And faster.
And faster.
And then suddenly….
Something HUGE and inexplicably papery (?) fell out of the sky and landed with a SMACK right in my path, just a mere yard or two in front of me.
It looked like a spit wad; THE WORLD’S BIGGEST SPIT WAD!
A mammoth ball of wadded up, shiny paper the size of small car and had come falling from the sky and nearly hit me. I swear I’m not making this up. Had I been shaking my groove thing just a second or two faster…. well…. I shudder to think what would have happened.
Naturally, there was only one conclusion to be made: Jesus must be REALLY peevedwith me.
I looked up into the sky expecting to see Jesus riding on a cloud and taking another aim at me with his big straw, but instead I saw this….
There were two idiots up on a big billboard, getting ready to put up a new ad. They had removed the old ad, wadded it up into a ball the size of a buffalo and then just—wheee!—tossed it down to the sidewalk below.
Without.
Even.
Bothering.
To.
Check.
If.
The.
Sidewalk.
Was.
Clear.
First.
!!!!
(Like I said, IDIOTS.)
What kind of wanna-be-sued halfwits just ball up a big ol’ billboard advertisement and throw it down to the sidewalk below without looking for pedestrians first?! Huh? Someone could have been seriously hurt! I mean, what if that had hit somebody—like a pregnant woman?!
Or a 90 year old man?!
Or a preschooler?
Or, heaven forbid, a puppy?!?!
I just can’t comprehend something so negligent. I live on a third floor condo and I TRIPLE CHECK that the sidewalk is clear below before even daring to shake off my feather duster over our balcony. So, how someone can throw a damn BILLBOARD to the ground without so much as a “heads up!” first just makes no sense to me.
I don’t know how long I stood there staring up at Idiot 1 and Idiot 2, wanting to yell something scaldingly scolding to them about their blatant carelessness and craptitude.
It was awhile.
But in the end, I walked away without saying anything at all. Not even a measly, “hey, watch it.” I dunno, I guess I just figured it wouldn’t have mattered anyway. Anyone stupid enough to throw something the size of a baby elephant down onto a sidewalk without looking below first isn’t going to have any sort of epiphany brought on by anything I had to say, I’m quite sure.
And as I turned and walked away, “Bohemian Rhapsody” ended and my iPod shuffled its songs and decided to play this next….
