i have rage in my heart

I really shouldn't.
But I do.


Rain.
Missing car.
Stupidfuckingcityofrichmondstreetcleaningbullshit.
Plans out the window.
Callous neighbor.
"That's what they put the signs up for"

Get a ride to the southside through stupid rush hour traffic.
Parkish cunt at the tow place.
Rude.
Nasty.
Power trip.
Walk through the rain to get the car.

Drive back to work out.
Gym is too crowded.
One goddamn squat rack, really?
Dudes upon dudes trying to get at it.
I wait...and wait...and wait.

Tripping over people trying to get to things.
Why are they all here NOW?
Need a weight.
Can I grab one of these? No?
That's why there's a 25 and a 5 that add up to 30, so you don't have to use 3 fucking 10's when other people need them you selfish asshole.
Really?

Get home late.
Too much due.
Deadlines missed.
Files jacked up.
Work flow disrupted.

AND THE MOTHERFUCKING RAIN DRIPS DOWN FROM MY LEAKING PIECE OF SHIT ROOF ONTO MY DESK WHERE MY COMPUTER IS.
My landlord has known about this for months upon months.

Rage.
Pure and simple.