I live off of a very busy street. The morning commute is clearly no exception. This morning, I pulled out onto the busy street, and immediately saw something crawling around on the side of the road. As I got closer, I saw it was an orange cat. For those who know me, I love cats. I slowed down to figure out what was going on with the cat, and it was obviously in distress and crying - not open/close mouthed like it was meowing. Just opened mouthed, like it was wailing. I felt so bad. It was POURING down rain. I had my child in the car with me. I didn't know what to do because I wanted to help the cat because it was weaving in and out of traffic and I didn't want it to get hit even more, as I suspected that's what happened in the first place. I didn't know what to do. However, some A-HOLE in his big, jacked up truck, came roaring up behind me, laying on his horn and flashing his lights. So I decided I better just get on my way and stop slowing down traffic for a wounded animal. So I took the child to daycare and decided to drive back by where the cat was, to see if it was still there. And if it was, I was going to pull back onto my street, and walk out and help it. When I drove back by, which was less than five minutes later, I couldn't spot the cat. It wasn't lying in the road, run over. So I at least felt a little relieved at that. I just hope it managed to get back onto the sidewalk and back to safety. I feel horrible that I didn't stop and try to find it.
And then, as if that wasn't enough to deal with, the drive in to work was horrible. The downpour of rain impairs people from good judgment while driving. I don't understand this. It's not cold enough for the roads to be slick, and there's not enough rain to where people are hydroplaning. But it's enough to cause wrecks and cause people to be freakin' idiots. And apparently rain causes people to forget how to USE THEIR DAMN BLINKERS as well. I had to slam on my brakes this morning to avoid rear ending someone that was clearly in too much of a hurry to use his blinker.
At least I have Starbucks. The one bright spot in my morning.