{"id":22786,"date":"2018-10-11T04:00:02","date_gmt":"2018-10-11T08:00:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wading-in.net\/walkabout\/?p=22786"},"modified":"2018-10-10T12:31:39","modified_gmt":"2018-10-10T16:31:39","slug":"lets-get-this-over-with","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wading-in.net\/walkabout\/2018\/10\/lets-get-this-over-with\/","title":{"rendered":"Let&#8217;s get this over with"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/wading-in.net\/walkabout\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/OldEncounter.jpg\" alt=\"common snapping turtle Chelydra serpentina showing snout and carapace damage\" width=\"730\" height=\"768\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-19464\" \/><br clear=\"all\"\/>Once again, I undertake this task with the complete and abiding knowledge that no one will give the faintest damn about it, which is of course my way of celebrating it. Yes, there&#8217;s another holiday coming up<strong>: National Grouch Day<\/strong> falls on <strong>October 15th<\/strong>, which is appropriately enough a Monday. This is the day when you buy a cake for the grumpiest person in your workplace, then &#8216;accidentally&#8217; drop it on the floor as you present it to them. The day when you put on underwear that no longer fits, before it&#8217;s fully dry.<\/p>\n<p>The day that you give your delivery driver a nonexistent address, then keep calling to find out where the hell they are.<\/p>\n<p>The day that you set the oven temperature and the timer with your eyes closed.<\/p>\n<p>The day that you answer every phone call with an agonizingly slow, painfully obvious script recital.<\/p>\n<p>The day that you change all of your passwords into something incredibly hard to remember.<\/p>\n<p>The day that you sneak the batteries out of someone&#8217;s car remote.<\/p>\n<p>The day <em>after<\/em> you leave the garbage in the car overnight (preferably if you have to make a long trip.)<\/p>\n<p>The day that you show your actual level of disinterest in other peoples&#8217; stories.<\/p>\n<p>The day that you readjust all of the car seats.<\/p>\n<p>The day that you forget your doggie poo bags (preferably with lots of witnesses.)<\/p>\n<p>The day that you get really pedantic about other people&#8217;s spelling and grammar online.<\/p>\n<p>The day that you throw some coins in the drier when you have to be nearby to hear it.<\/p>\n<p>You get the idea (but if you don&#8217;t, or need more inspiration, <a href=\"http:\/\/wading-in.net\/walkabout\/tag\/national-grouch-day\/\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\">I&#8217;ve covered this before<\/a>.) In short, it&#8217;s for you, me, and everybody &#8211; we <em>all<\/em> must wallow in the Pit of Petty Irritation. Note that this is not National <em>Asshole<\/em> Day &#8211; that was June 14th (figure it out.) We do not take delight in other people&#8217;s misfortune, we may only share the pissiness among ourselves.<\/p>\n<p>All of you bright, optimistic, cheery-ass twits out there are forbidden by law (or at least should be) to try and change our moods for the better. Not like you could anyway &#8211; nobody&#8217;s buying that fake Snow White horseshit. But if there&#8217;s <em>one<\/em> day when you have to cram a sock in it, it&#8217;s this one. We don&#8217;t ask for much (we just complain when we don&#8217;t get it,) so you can let us have this one. Merely making the attempt should get you down to our level anyway, but if it makes you feel <del>better<\/del> worse, we <em>still<\/em> won&#8217;t like your company.<\/p>\n<p>So have at it &#8211; indulge your inner cantankery with the full recognition that some mook will try to deny that it&#8217;s a real holiday. Embrace the wincing at embracing. It takes more muscles to frown, and you are <em>ripped<\/em>. it doesn&#8217;t matter &#8211; it only lasts a day, if that, and will be forgotten about immediately, &#8217;cause people suck. But feel free to comment and tell me how your day went, and I&#8217;ll be sure to delete it or make some petty point in return.<\/p>\n<p>[What&#8217;s the opposite of &#8220;Cheers!&#8221;? Stupid worthless thesauruses&#8230;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Once again, I undertake this task with the complete and abiding knowledge that no one will give the faintest damn about it, which is of course my way of celebrating it. Yes, there&#8217;s another holiday coming up: National Grouch Day falls on October 15th, which is appropriately enough a Monday. This is the day when [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[12],"tags":[2589,4486,4576],"class_list":["post-22786","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-random","tag-national-grouch-day","tag-no-really","tag-oh-bite-me"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wading-in.net\/walkabout\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22786","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wading-in.net\/walkabout\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wading-in.net\/walkabout\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wading-in.net\/walkabout\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wading-in.net\/walkabout\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=22786"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/wading-in.net\/walkabout\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22786\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wading-in.net\/walkabout\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22786"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wading-in.net\/walkabout\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22786"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wading-in.net\/walkabout\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22786"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}