Every day in Lubbock starts with the best intentions…
And, almost every day…those intentions are slowly chipped away by a series of highly specific Lubbock problems.
7:30 AM
The wind is already doing the MOST. You step outside for two seconds to let your dog potty, and suddenly, you’re looking for reasons to call into work. Today will not be your hair day, or anyone else’s, for that matter.
8:15 AM
The car is somehow dirty again. Didn’t you just wash it yesterday?
9:00 AM
The left turn struggle is real around here, folks. You’re trying everything you can to turn left, but an endless line of cars just keeps on coming. You wait. And wait. And wait some more. You are now late for work.
10:30 AM
The phrase “It’s not that far away.” covers a lot of ground in Lubbock. Somehow, a quick trip to the bank on your 15-minute break turned into a 47-minute ordeal. Your boss will LOVE hearing about how you could be late to work twice in one day.
12:15 PM
This is the part of the day where you fall down the food decision rabbit hole. All of the options are pretty solid, and set somehow, no decisions will be made until you are absolutely HANGRY and nearly out of time. You cannot be late for work 3 times in one day. You just can’t. HURRY.
1:30 PM
The wind makes a comeback just in time to ruin your smoke break. You don’t even smoke, but if the smokers get outside time, then why shouldn’t you? God has other plans. Retreat to your desk. Fix your hair again. Oh, and check your teeth for dirt.
3:00 PM
You lock eyes with a familiar stranger in the cubicle across the way. You realize your company hired the kid you had to do a project with in 6th-grade chemistry. He totally let you down with the poster board he was supposed to put together the night before. Great. Now you get to work with him in the real world.
5:30 PM
Ah, yes, the joys of Lubbock traffic. It’s not bumper to bumper. It’s someone’s granny driving 15 mph in the middle of two lanes. Lovely.
7:00 PM
This is the “What are we doing tonight?” portion of your day. Options are thrown out, nothing gets decided on, everyone stays in, and opts for jammies and Netflix. Solid choice.
9:30 PM
It’s bedtime, but nobody told the wind. It howls through your old cruddy windows until you hit the snooze button and do it all over again.
If you’ve lived here long enough, this is nothing. Just another day in the LBK. <3…