You know, I’m cranky today. I’ve got a crappy job at a decent company and I have to deal with a lot of pink-cheese idiots all day long. It wears me out, it really does.
All the whining, the complaining, the yelling, the arm waving.
So in order to avoid work I instead surfed the ABQjournal. Nice diversion.
So I read this article and in an odd way felt better about my fate.
See, I have to deal with real a-holes every day, but my livelihood isn’t now teetering helplessly on the progress of a bunch of hungry spiky caterpillars.
“… research has shown that just a few of them can eat as much grass as a yearling cow.”
“… the caterpillars, which can grow to a couple of inches long, are lined with tiny hairs shaped like tree branches that sting.”
Folks are trying to figure out how to stop these wild stampeding things. Damn.
Ok, back to work.
(this is a “stock” photo, probably not the right critter, but enough to make me shudder and go “bwaaaahhhuggggeeerrrrgh!”)