Safa means tranquil, serene, calm…I try

I am so tired of watching women wear these ridiculous high heels and looking like Frankenstein walking. Is it really that serious? I mean I’m all for looking cute and having cute shoes but really. I can see (cause I’ve been there) wearing cute shoes and your dogs are aching…some times the pain is worth it:). However, if you LOOK like you’re in pain and you LOOK stupid walking, it’s not cute. In a world where friendships are valued, where are the friends of these girls?

Yesterday at 5pm on the dot, I pushed for the elevator at my office. I was the 1st one there. Since they are redesigning our elevators in the building, there’s usually only 3 of 6 working. Whenever the door opens, it’s jammed packed…no room. Sometimes you have to wait almost 10 minutes to get a car that you can barely squeeze in. I work on the 7th floor and you can’t take the stairs because the alarm will sound.

As I waited, 3 people came out from the company across the hall. We waited and lamented over the 2 elevators that came…and went, to full for any of us. Finally, an elevator came. Before I could even decide whether or not I wanted to squeeze on, all three of those jerks ran and crammed inside….leaving me standing there to wait another 3 minutes. I was p’oed. They saw me there first. I try not to be rude and since 2 of them were men, you would think they’d have some courtesy…NOT. Hmmppphhh…that’s the last time I dwaddle and try to have some decorum.

This morning as I was driving in to work, I saw the coolest and funniest thing. I pulled at the red light in DC and noticed the car to my left blasting some salsa/meringue music. The driver was an older spanish man and he was jammin’. Guys, I kid you not-during the chorus part of the song, my man pulled a couple of caraches from the passenger seat and began shaking them to the beat. I was thrown! We rode side by side for 5 or so blocks and everytime there was slow down, he would start shaking those instruments again. People who were crossing the street were smiling and nodding. I used to have these instruments as a kid. I am not even sure of the correct name but they have wooden handles and are round at the top and sound like rice inside or something. Just interesting.

What I saw the other day wasn’t funny…I just wondered why. As I am driving home from work at around 5:30, I look over at a guy driving in the northbound lane. He has his foot hanging out the window. Now I am aware that on weekends, road trips, etc passengers will usually hang a leg out the window. However, an afternoon commute??? Is it really that relaxing driving with one foot and the other cramped and contorted to get it to fit out the driver’s side window??? Why?

OK…for real…why are grown azz people still eating boogers in their car? Why? Usually middle-aged white business men…I’m just saying what I’ve observed.

This is funny. While at red lights, you can feel the person in the parallel car looking at you but when you turn around they act like they weren’t. Funnier is when you are trying to get over and the person acts like they were born without peripheral vision or neck muscles. If you don’t want to let me in that’s fine but I know you know I’m staring at you….and they have the nerve to not even blink! UUUGHHH

There are many more but I’m sleepy. Even though the date says 6/12, it’s really 9:57 on Monday.