That Time Of The Month

Snappy, tender, teary, spotty and fat. Once again that wonderful time is upon me where my mood leans towards the less sane and my appetite towards destruction. Meat is my meal of choice with a chocolate chaser a must. And what better an excuse than that time of the month for a good old vent! Readers be ware because this PMS sufferer is set to blow her top...

Cyclists. You ride on the road therefore you must obey the road rules. A red light means stop for you too and mobiles are a definite no no, especially texting...

Drivers. That intersection near the end of my street on Brunswick Street is an actual intersection. It's not a movie set or there for show. The red light means you need to give way to pedestrians. Get it?

Pedestrians. Don't push the button in peak hour traffic on a pedestrian crossing unless you truly mean to cross. We're already running late so your indecisiveness does not bode well.

Passengers. Give up your seats to the elderly. Don't bury your face in a book. It's embarrassing. Mothers-to-be and those with small children should also receive preferential treatment. It's just the right thing to do.

Children. When I say it's bed time, I mean it's bed time. I don't mean it's time to fart ass around, fuss and then demand another trip to the downstairs potty where you plan to sit and chatterbox for the next thirty minutes. This is not up for negotiation.

Robin. If you want to turn left get into the left lane. Don't leave it 'til the last minute then go on about how bad the other drivers are in front of you because they're not immediately letting you in.

Humph. I actually feel a little better now. Oh, hang on, I have one more...

Nurofen Period Pain Caplets. What a croc. For the price of a pack of 20 you can buy a box regular Nurofen three times the size which will do exactly the same thing to relieve your PMS/PMT - NOTHING!

Much better.

Meat & chocolate await...