Tuesday, April 27, 2010

There are many things that I am either, mad about, disgusted over, or just plain tired of. This is free floating hostility and check back on here because I am sure I will be adding much to this as life rolls on. This is my place to rant, rave, gripe and complain. So stay tuned, because this is going to be tounge in cheek, so if you get a giggle, then it was all worth it.

Here we go.

One thing that always got under my skin while driving is this false generosity. Not only am I sick of it, it's dangerous too, usually to the one perptrating the act and those behind them. You have seen these people, the ones that drive down the road at break neck speed, usually with a pack of goobers behind them doing the same speed. Then at the last minute they jamb on thier brakes to let someone one out into the road and almost kills the occupants of the 6 cars behind them as they hit the brakes and take avasive manuevers to keep from hitting the jack off who all of the sudden wants to be a good samaritain. You know what I say? KEEP FREAKING DRIVING, THEY CAN WAIT THIER TURN LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE. I'm sorry but the possiblity of killing those behind you so you can appear to be a great guy this week is not that appealing to me. If you want to look like a good guy, go get a cat out of a tree and say off the road for Pete's sake, it will be a much safer commute.

Out of control kids gets under my skin as well. You all have seen them in the stores. I'm not talking the ones that throw a fit every now and again too, I'm talking the ones that the people from 8 counties over are calling the police with complaints of disturbing the peace. From the minute they walk into the store to the moment they leave the kids is screaming at the top of thier lungs wanting every action figure, car, ball, bike, game, CD, DVD, hockey stick, baseball bat, fishing rod, and hammer they see. And what do you think the parents do the whole time? They barter, placate, apease and barter with the child to attempt to get them the calm down, and thats the decent parents. Most of the time, the "parents" let the kids run amok in the store like Attila the Hun on a conquest to reap as much chaos as possible so they, the "parents" can enjoy buying items for themselves, usually with the money that they were given to spend on the kid, or better yet, spending that hard earned welfare check that they worked so hard for sitting on thier collective asses to collect off the sweat equity of others, which is one I will get into at a later date.

Have you ever had an argument with someone who has called your house, you telling them they have the wrong number, then they argue with you because they can't belive they made a mistake? I have, infact I have actually had one tell me I was there cheating with his girlfreind after he called looking for his wife. WTF? I guess this is what happens when people actually have to dial the phone for themselves and not use the speed dial, and oopsie, they messed up. Why is that my problem that people can not operate a simple touch tone phone? Come one people, here in the States it's not that hard, pick it up, dial the area code and the rest of the number and wait for an answer. Oh, I'm sorry, that actually requires, (chuckle), thought.

Is it just me, or do you still see more and more people driving down the road talking on thier cell phone. It doesn't take a very trained eye to see some of these people either. You know the ones, they come down the road, usually about 3 times over the speed limit, careening between both lanes, taking out garbage cans, chasing cats, and turfing laws while they tell the person on the other side how thier day is going. HANG UP AND DRIVE!!!! I think it would increase the likelyhood of you getting to your destination in one piece, and everyone else in the area unharmed. This goes for texting as well. I do not really care that you are texting you BFF because you just past an 18th VW and you owe them that many punches, ok. Oh wait, the texters probably didn't understand that because it was written in full words and not text lingo. dn't txt whil drvng, k!

This is a big personal one for me. Ever talk to a guy looking at a beautiful woman, and the first words out of his mouth is this. I would do anything to be with her. Usually a Paris Hilton type, all looks, no brain. Call me old fashioned, but I want to get to KNOW the woman before I would ever get the idea to date them. If they can stimulate my brain and carry a conversation, then thats what attacts me to them. Thier looks is another thing all together. I understand visual attraction, but those who base who they want to date, (read hanging off of his arm, or eye candy), I find incredibly vain and superficial. I bet for every good looking woman out there that these walking testosterone sticks ogle at, there is 10-20 average looking but brilliant ladies. I'm not saying that a beautiful woman with brains is a bad thing, but in this vain society, once a woman is deemed a looker, they could recite the communist manifesto, and no one would care cause they would be too busy drooling. I honestly think that the media has bull shitted the public so much, that is what we expect, they can only have one quality, and once the beauty quality is satisfied, everything else is tossed out the window. Don't seem fair to me at all, infact it isn't fair to the women who are both. Give me brains over beauty anyday.

Unneeded warning on products, do you need them? I don't. I don't want to read do not use the hair drier in the shower, Preparation H should not be taken orally, Do not use the toaster as a bed heater, or the electric drill should not be used as a massage device. Here is the scary part as to why those warning are on there. SOME DUMBASS ALREADY DID IT!!!!! I think we should remove these stupid warning and hopefully the gene pool will take care of it's self. Thats the truely scary part, there are folks out there dumb enough to do these things. I say, lets thin them out. The less idiots there are, the more we can actually get done because of these dumb restrictions.

2 comments:

  1. Just FYI - it is a not-so-secret dream of mine to clothes-line one of those bad kids wearing Heelies in the grocery store. At JUST THE RIGHT TIME, I'm going to reach out & grab a can of green beans as their head comes whizzing by. It'd even be worth a broken arm for me to get to take out one of those brats! LOL!

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  2. I hear ya there, like reach for the beans then, AW Damn where did he come from LMAO.

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