Who is she? That’s not important…but let’s just say that she does the afternoon traffic on the NPR station housed in the basement of Santa Monica College and her name rhymes with Blajon Blermak.
If you’ve ever been in your car from the hours of 3:00p to 7:00p Monday through Friday with the station tuned to 93.3 you’ve probably heard her laughing at you for being in traffic. Hell, I’m not going to be in my car for another couple hours, I’m just sitting here at my desk, and yet when I hear her voice I have the overwhelming desire to hit my forehead against my steering wheel. I wouldn’t mind the traffic at all if it weren’t for Blajon Blermak coming in every twenty minutes with a smile in her voice and her fucking annoying catch phrases like “bummer to bummer traffic” and “pack a snack.” One day, I swear to god, she said “I’m so glad I’m not out there. hahahaha” Who cares, bitch? I don’t need your commentary, I just need to know if I should bother getting on the 10. If I end up losing my mind in the car, its not going to be because of road rage, it’ll be because of Blajon Blermak. Hey, Blajon, I’ll pack a snack if you promise to pack a punch in the face. I’ve come this close to writing an angry letter to a certain NPR station housed in the basement of Santa Monica College lots of times, but something always stops me. I don’t know that that something is, but I need to have it removed because if there’s one thing we liberals do well is write angry letters to NPR. Am I right?
I knew I shoulda taken the bus today...
gretch
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