Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Commuter of the Day 6/16/2009: BLESSED

I wonder if this driver feels blessed simply the Good Lord shines down on them with good fortune and prosperity, or if they feel blessed because they drive a Lexus?

And is this one of those people that, instead of telling you to "have a nice day," say "have a BLESSED day." As though that's even better than a nice (or good) day. Personally, when I'm told to have a blessed day, that sets the bar kind of high. I would be fine most of the time with a "good day." One in which nobody I know dies, traffic is decent, and I can have a nice refreshing beer at the end of the day. Unlike today, where I had to follow a street sweeper on the way in to work, and I was the 6th car in line and the first 2 cars were too damn timid to pass it, so there I was stuck crawling along. And once we were able to pass it, making me 5 minutes late for work, that's when I saw this asshole rubbing it in about how blessed they are.

Sure, they may be blessed, but some douchebag wrote a heart with an arrow on it in soap on their window. Hah hah! Oh...THEY did it themselves? Wow, that's awkward.


  1. At the risk of being rude, I would wager they truly think their elimiation product has no negative impact upon the olfactory system. That would be Blessed in most books.

  2. You mean, their shit don't stink?

    That's one possibility, and I think it's right on the nose!

  3. Maybe they are one of those Television Evangelists you guys seem to have in abundance!

  4. It sure seems like every old hag that leaves me a nasty message at work always has that as their answering machine greeting.

    I always wanna say "Oh and by the way, I WAS having a blessed day and then YOU called."

  5. Unless it's British actor Brian Blessed.

    Ferociously unlikely I admit, but there's always that slim possibility.

  6. Sorry for the length of the extract, but I thought this might amuse you, Steve:

    The verb bless comes from Old English blœdsian, blēdsian, blētsian, “to bless, wish happiness, consecrate.” Although the Old English verb has no cognates in any other Germanic language, it can be shown to derive from the Germanic noun *blōdan, “blood.” Blœdsian therefore literally means “to consecrate with blood, sprinkle with blood.” The Angles, Saxons, and Jutes, the early Germanic migrants to Britain, used blœdsian for their pagan sacrifices. After they converted to Christianity, blœdsian acquired new meanings as a result of its use in translations of the Latin Bible, but it kept its pagan Germanic senses as well.

    To say that one’s car has been ‘sprinkled with blood’ causes it take on a rather more sinister meaning than at first seems to be the case.

  7. Old English is one sexy language.

    Heidi, I have a few customers that I call, and their voice mail finishes with "Have a blessed day."

    It almost sounds cult-like.

    Naut, there's a TV minister who lives in the metro Atlanta area that drives a Rolls Royce.

    Dr, Brian Blessed looks more like the kind of guy that would drive a Cadillac.

  8. I'm pretty sure the driver is a completely deluded woman whose husband visits prostitutes on the sly.


    We have a winner.

    Now, Maurita, does her husband visit pros BECAUSE his wife is delusional? Or is she delusional because she caught syphillis from her husband, who visits pros?