Fiesty

I had words with the old lady who works at Arctic Circle tonight.  Do you know you can't use a debit card there to buy ice cream cones for FHE without ID?  Are you kidding me?  Like I stole a debit card and decided to go CRAZY spending $4 at the Arctic Circle.  She had already made my cones so she had to take the card without the ID. 

She said to me "How did you get here without ID?" 
"Uh, I drove."
"That's a BIG ticket nowadays."
"You're not a police officer so it really doesn't concern you."

Then she said:

"The only reason I'm doing this is because I already made your cones."
And it was at this point that I had to use everything inside of me not to drop my cone on the floor and walk out.  EVERYTHING INSIDE OF ME.

Since I'm all fired up, I guess I'll say what else is on my mind.

I'm not voting. 

It's a waste of my time.  My presidential vote doesn't matter.  I don't live in a swing state.  And the local polls?  I don't believe a single word that any candidate has muttered.  I don't.  They say whatever it takes to get elected, and then pursue their own agenda.  In short, they sit on a throne of lies.  A THRONE OF LIES, I SAY!  Besides, any desire I may have had to vote went down the tube about 300 commercials ago.

Plus, the world is going to hell in a handbasket anyway.  It will continue no matter who's in office. 

I know what you're thinking:  "If you don't vote, then don't complain later on."

And to that I say:

"Eh."

Want to know what I'm doing instead?  I'm going to give a pint of blood.  I figure that will at least do some good.   I have the special blood and I'm sure someone will be grateful to have it.  A few times I've used a bunch of blood that someone gave, and I was grateful.  Still am.  Plus, I'm close to getting the gallon pin.  I hear you get an extra special cookie when you get the gallon pin. 


I give credit for "throne of lies" to my sister....who's vote does matter as she lives in VA.