Sunday, October 11, 2015

It's my life and I'll do what I want........... kinda

It's a hard world to get a break in
All the good things have been taken
But girl there are ways
To make certain things pay
Though I'm dressed in these rags
I'll wear sable some day

Yeah yeah yeah, and some day the Chief's wide receivers will score 4 touchdowns, HA!

This is about life and NOT being able to do what you want.

You will spend 12 hours in life backing out of a parking space, only to find someone that JUST HAS TO go by, so, you pull back in.

You will spend 3 days, 6hours, 12 minutes searching your email for your (Gas company, electric company, Yahoo, Facebook, Hotmail, Gmail, Pininterest, LinkedIn, Instagram, snapchat, twitter, 401K, your pornsite you pervert, etc) user id/password.

Hear what I say
I'm gonna ride the serpent
No more time spent sweatin' rent
Hear my command
I'm breakin' loose, it ain't no use
Holdin' me down, stick around

You will burn 6 days, 4 hours (and enough calories to eat a small ordera fries) in line at the McDonalds drive thru.

8 hours of your life will be spent getting frisked by some pervert at the airport, the ball stadium, the arena.

And baby, baby
Remember, remember
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think like I want
Show me I'm wrong, hurt me sometime
But some day I'll treat you real fine

Measured frustration as you'll spend 3 days, 7 minutes at stop signs awaiting someone coming from the left who doesn't signal, and then they turn right onto the street you are on. Grrrrrrrrr.

4 days, 9 hours, 33 minutes closing pop-ups and 3 days, 6 hours not watching until you can "skip this ad".

There'll be women and their fortunes
Who just want to mother orphans
Are you gonna cry
While I'm squeezin' them dry
Takin' all I can get, no regrets
When I, openly lie
And live on their money
Believe me honey, that money
Can you believe, I ain't no saint
No complaints
So girl throw out
Any doubt

Two full days at age 60-something awaiting an open urinal, meanwhile peeking down to see if you've dripped a bit.

9 hours throwing away receipts for things such as a bag of Cheetos, a Coke, a packa cigs, laundry detergent, TP, etc.

And baby (baby)
Remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think like I want
Show me I'm wrong, hurt me sometime
But some day I'll treat you real fine

You, you ornery polecat will waste 9 days, 14 hours, 23 minutes of company dollars standing, watching the clock go from 4:59.13 to 5:00.00 before you punch out.

3 full days farting, 2 and 1/2 days looking around to see if anyone heard it, and another full day scooting away from the odor.

(It's my life and I'll do what I want) Don't push me
(It's my mind and I'll think like I want) It's my life
(It's my life and I'll do what I want) And I can do what I want
(It's my mind and I'll think like I want) You can't tell me
(It's my life and I'll do what I want)

7 hours speaking to "Suez-ee" in Customer Service from Taiwan, 2 days listening to voicemail, 6 hours REPEATING your order at a fast food joint when the snotnose says "ahm, could you repeat that please?"

1 day, 46 minutes boiling, counting "By God I KNOW that's more than 20 items" at the Piggly Wiggly.

7 days in Doctor's waiting offices, a full month avoiding the call to make that Dental appointment, 3,456 frequent flyer miles next to the crying infant...

And finally, 7 full months holding in what you really really wanna say.

It's my life and I'll do what I want...... kinda.

Love, Victurd