Crazy/Bad day....

The morning started out OK...I got to sleep in for an hour. I woke up to a phone call cause I was late for meeting my friend at the gym. Not cool. Then after the gym the morning sucked. I won't even give details. It just did. I thought they day might pick up and look a little brighter...afternoon came. The electricity was accidentally shut off in the new house. Won't be on again until sometime tomorrow. Boo, but not terrible.
The afternoon picked up when I bought a rug for my living room. Spending money usually cheers me up. Then Scott called and said he would be home so we could go look at refrigerators. Boo...I just told him to pick one out and I don't care about it because it is just a fridge and keeps food cold. I have never heard anyone brag, "Hey did you see so-and-so's fridge, it's awesome!" So who cares....
While I was waiting in the car while Scott went into Lowe's to look at stupid refrigerators I knitted. Every now and then I would look up. Well, a car pulled into the space in front of my car. I looked in to see a dude hard core picking his nose. Wait, it gets better, he fucking ate the booger. HE ATE IT! I laughed out loud because it was amusing ( I needed a laugh) and I haven't seen a grown up do that before. I must have been laughing pretty hard because he glared at me. I mean he gave me the best "go to hell look" I have ever seen. I wanted to curl up and hide. Then when he got out of the car he reached into his pants to pick out a wedgie. It must have been way up in the crack because he had one hand in the pants and one hand out. Maybe he was wearing a thong. Knowing that he heard me laugh, I immediately stared intensely at my knitting and was knitting at a fast and furious rate. You know that psycho did? I ran up to my side of the car and banged on the hood. He yelled at me and said, "Do you think that's fuckin' funny Bitch?" He was knocking on my window and screaming all sorts of other things. I didn't catch them all because I was too busy trying not to piss myself. I was scared. Michael of course slept through the whole thing. The he ran off in to the store. I was not about to get out of the car so I waited until Scott gets back. I tell Scott and he says, "That's weird!" That's it! I don't know what I was expecting but I guess maybe a bigger reaction than that. So of course, then I was frustrated with him. This started a whole new set of arguments but that is neither her nor there.
Fast forward, I get home (home is still my parent's place until we get settled in) and was ready for dinner. Then it dawned on me. I was supposed to call in for work to see if they needed me. I had 10 minutes before I would have to leave again. Of course they needed me. I downed dinner and headed to work. I was fast, I got dressed and ate in 8 minutes! On my way to work I get stopped at a stop light. Guess what? Another psycho. I see this fat ass drunk or high guy at another car's window. The guy in the car gave him change and then (you know it)he zeros in on me, by myself, in the car! Yikes! I lock the door and pray," Please turn green! Please turn green!" He starts yelling something and trying to wave me down. Holy crap! This can't be happening. He tried the door handle! The light turned green and I floored it and sped out of there. I watched him in the rear view. He just wandered around the street. He must have been crazy because that was a busy street and the traffic was going. I wonder if he will live to see tomorrow.
Fortunately, my drive home was pretty uneventful. Except for the gas light coming on and me having to try 2 gas station before finding an open one! GEEZ!
Tomorrow should be better but I am going to the dentist. Can't a girl get a brake?