So, let's see. I woke up this morning to rumors of the busiest street in my city being extensively closed. The rumors unfolded into this: two cops had been attacked by knife, the suspect shot and killed. Well, it happened right about at the parking lot at my work. Why? Supposedly the man had stolen groceries from the opposite grocery store.

There we go, people. This is why I don't confront those who're stealing. I never have and I never will.

The reactions were really interesting, too, as it was all anyone talked about in my entire six hour shift. Most people only said the city was getting worse and worse. Others said the guy deserved to be shot the five times or so he was shot. I find myself at odds with that one, not out of sympathy but more out of a...moral absolutist view, I guess. Which. I actually don't suscribe to that, but what I suscribe to I don't see a method to running a society with, sooo...

well anyway. So that's what happened. The shift itself wasn't so bad and nobody cares anyway.

Then when my mom picked me up from work, which she always insists on doing, she yelled at me because dad told her the wrong time to pick me up and she was missing her movie. I love you, but get a life outside of the fucking boobtube, mom.

Tomorrow I get to subject myself to what will surely be a couple hours' worth of wasting my time with a relationship I'm not at all invested in. FML. And I really don't feel good about it, but given the skewed bent to my gut feelings I have nothing to actually worry about.

I wish I could grow a pair and just fucking approach people, lol. Maybe I should invest some time for their cultivation.


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