So I really hate people who don't use their turn signals to change lanes. And I really really hate people who brake on the god damn fucking freeway on ramp because they're trying to get me killed. I shouted a lot on the ride home today, and it made me feel much better. Work was stressful, lots of passengers and not a lot of agents, and lots of passengers who said they wanted to fly somewhere and then decided not to bother. This is why airlines oversell their flights. Which they did. But there was also chocolate, and hazelnut steamed milk.
Um. I guess that's pretty much everything.
Um. I guess that's pretty much everything.