Frustrated

I am most displeased. Peeved. Disgruntled even. I went to Ottawa South, a neighbourhood on the far side of Ottawa, to get a haircut. I always go to this area because that’s where my barber (who I’ve used for the last 10 years) is located. And guess what greeted me after my long journey? A big fat sign saying “come back in one hour”!

With my long and dishevelled locks still intact I was forced to came home. Argh! Well I might as well take advantage of my foul mood and list some other things that bug me:

• Buying the wrong type of batteries and not realizing it until you try to use them.
• No Sky Days.
• Telemarketers.
• Forgetting to press “Save” and having Microsoft Word crash on you.
• Croc shoes.
• Grocery stores that sell leeks by the bunch but not individually.
• The air in airports and on airplanes.
• Itchy contact lenses.

Here’s a list of things that bug Margot:

• Stinky diapers.
• Socks (especially right socks).
• Being in her playpen too long.
• Abiding society’s outdated rituals and parochial system.
• Stinky diaper garbage pails.

I hope you liked this frustrated post. But if you didn’t – too bad, I'm frustrated! :P
:)