Bohemian rhapsody so rocks.
Unless you’re dealing with the lyrics on a more personal note. Austin/Kyle, where I’m living now is really out of the way of Hurricane Rita when it comes down to it. Still, people are freaking the hell out. I’ll grant them that it’s better to be safe than sorry, but still they’re going a little overboard.
I called my mom last night, figuring she’s probably worried for no reason. I told her that we’re going to be fine, and that the storm is passing way to the east of us. Which it is. By the time I got off the phone with her, she was bawling her eyes out, and wishing that I didn’t live in this “aweful state”. Ish… I think she thought I was lying to her to keep her from worrying.
Then I go to Wal Mart last night. THAT was fun. I just needed to pick up a few things for the house. On the way, I stop to get gas, and end up waiting a good twenty minutes in line. People were not only filling up their cars, but anything they could get their hands on that would hold gas. One guy had several milk cartons that he filled up. So, I get done with that fiasco, and head to Wal Mart, about 15 miles away. (I live out in the middle of nowhere.) I get to San Marcos, where the nearest Wal Mart is, and upon getting into town, run into more traffic than I35 in central Austin at rush hour. Thankfully, I could take the median up to the turn to Wal Mart, or I’d have been waiting there an hour. I get to Wal Mart, and there’s nothing but panicked idiots in there. People were filling up two shopping carts at a time, and it took me roughly two hours to get through with everything I needed to do. All this for some salad, a gallon of water, and some Mountain Dew? ish… At least the trip home was uneventful. Traffic going the other way was EASY. Nobody heading down the little back roads I used.
Now there’s another thing that gripes the heck outta me. People worrying about stuff, and passing that worry on to the people I care about. J’s teacher from school for instance. J’s in second grade, and is pretty gullible, just like most 2nd graders. Well, Mr. Dumbass decides to tell his class to be careful…then moves on to elaborate, talking about how people die in severe storms. What the HELL?! The kids already freaked out enough by news coverage without that shit. And his grandparents are already begging us to come stay with them until the storm’s come through. So, basically J is freaking out to such an extent now that we pretty much HAVE to go to his grandparent’s (C’s parents) place just to keep him from worrying himself sick.
Gah… Ignorant people…
