Everybody Loves a Parade (Except Me)

December 1, 2001

I left work at about 7:00 last night (they have a little party on the last Friday of every month) and the drive home was pretty quick. Until I got halfway up Greenfield Ave. Apparently some jackass decided to have a parade through the neighborhood on a Friday night without telling anybody. And on top of that, every twit who has nothing better to do on a Friday than watch a parade decided to park on the side streets, including the one I live on. So I had to park almost a block away.

And then I got to listen to a high school band play Christmas music, loudly and badly. Oh joy.

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