It’s time for another edition of F*%K THAT Friday!

I’m normally very ‘Happy Go Lucky,’ but c’mon! Every now and again something sets us off.

1. As I was getting dressed for work this week I found 2 of my favorite shirts with ink on them! The dry cleaners returned them in worse shape then when I brought them in!
F*%K THAT!

2. As I was walking down Madison Avenue during lunch, a very civilized Avenue, some guy spit and almost hit my shoes! Dude, you aren’t running in Central Park right now are you?
F*%K THAT!

3. During one of my runs after work I was just plodding along at an even pace, nothing crazy when I came across this strange guy. Every time I went to pass him he sprinted so I wouldn’t overtake him. This, mind you, was after work and not any race I was aware of. He also reminded me of the caveman from Scooby Doo, but he ran with his head down and had clothes on.

Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and said, “F*%K THAT!” and threw it into sprint mode and dusted him.