GFY

I was shot out of a cannon this morning, well maybe not straight out of bed, but as soon as I got out of the shower... It's a Wednesday, just like any other Wednesday, or any other normal work day. Nothing crazy on my calendar, no out of town guests, no insane weather pattern or comets flying too close to the earth's rotation. A Wednesday like any other and yet, I'm on fire. Walking with a purpose through downtown and the whole time thinking "GFY" to nearly every person who crossed my path between the train station and my office. Even in my office, all I can think to just about everyone is "GFY, for reals...", even people I like and especially those I can't stand. I haven't taken my headphones off since I've been in my building and I couldn't wait to hit my facebook profile and update my status to say "Ryan says Happy GFY Day".

Now really, do you have to ask? Seriously, you don't know? If I really do have to explain than I think it's important that you spend a lot more time considering the author and the mood expressed within this little rant. EVERYONE has been annoying this morning (with the exception of my beautiful family), up to and including the people at daycare, the coffee stand ditz, the asshole in the POS Toyota Corolla that drove 30 in a 40 on a 2 lane road between daycare and the train station, the lady who gets off at the same place every morning that I do that seriously tapped my shoulder to tell me she was getting off (I just looked at her with the GFY face and turned my back to her), the 4 women smokers outside of Starbucks on 2nd and Seneca who insist on spreading out their fat asses and clogging up the entire sidewalk with disgusting smoke and even more insulting, the look of entitlement that is smeared across their caked-on post-menopausal make-up faces... The only real sense of joy this morning came when I got to 1st and Seneca and witnessed a taxi and a relatively similar POS Toyota Corolla stuck in the intersection with a city bus bearing down on them, horns ablaze. I think all the assholes that can't wait for the next green light deserve a good ear lashing from a city bus when they leave the ass end of their POS car out in the intersection, and the city busses don't give two shits, they will let you know it, and I love that!

So again, I ask, do I really need to explain the acronym? If the answer is yes, consider this my response, GFY, Seriously... Happy Wednesday