April 19, 2026
It’s Sunday, April 19th and it’s craw time.
You know what annoys the heck out of me? Fidget Freaks.
The Fidget Freak seems like a good guy. At first. Then you invite him to your office or to lunch to have a conversation. The point of the conversation is for him to listen to your sophisticated wisdom, obviously. But the Fidget Freak can’t keep his hands still. And one thing leads to another and all of a sudden there is a pen in his hand. “Click, click.” “Click, click.” “Click, click.”
Over and over and over. Omg.
You know, seventy years ago if I began to fidget, I would get punched in the face and receive a solid karate kick to my keister. And guess what? I stopped fidgeting. Apparently these Fidget Freaks never learned.
I miss the good ol’ days.
