You know what makes me mad? People asking me, “Are you mad about something?” If I’m mad about something, I’ll tell you I’m mad about something.
When someone asks me if I’m mad about something, it makes me think they know something I should be mad about.
From now on, when someone asks me if I’m mad about something, I’m going to say yes. And when they ask what I’m mad about I’m going to say, “You know what I’m mad about.”
My son tells me that when he has a hockey game, he’s now going to start getting pissed off as soon as we leave the house so he’s in the right frame of mind for the game.
I can’t see how being pissed off is going to help anyone play better, but I think he’s sort of kidding.
Anyway, we’re leaving for the rink . . . his mom made him a bowl of beans and rice to eat on the drive over.
He takes one bite and says, “This meal SUCKS!”
“Is this part of your new ‘get pissed off’ strategy?” I ask him.
“The rice is SOGGY!”
His phone buzzes.
“Who is sending me a friggin’ TEXT message?”
