Don’t tell me I can’t Rant
12/8/08 This entry has been building up in me. I can’t takes no more.
Today’s blog entry is called:
Things I Freggin Hate
I have worked really hard the last few years trying to become a more tolerant/patient individual. Back in the day, I had an extremely low tolerance for people and their bullsheet.
When you say nothing it means you’re bottling it up inside, and that only lasts so long and then….
If you don’t know me by now, this would be the time to grab the mouse and click away or just turn the computer off.
OK I WARNED YOU
I really hate stupid people.
For the most part, being stupid is a personal choice. Sure there may be some breeding issues, but most people can read, and reading is knowledge.
I hate how drugs are over prescribed to our children.
Granted some kids may need it, but I think a good old fashioned, sit down, shut the hell up, and pay attention would do wonders.
Besides, everybody daydreams from time to time. Think back, you did it.
You’d be surprised how fast school grades improve when the removal of a Wii or cell phone is used as leverage.
Be smarter than your kids, don’t drug them up. That’s what college is for.
Not because of any accidents or claims. No, because I don’t have an 800 credit rating.
Lets see American Family Insurance, I’ve been paying you 130 bucks a month, no accidents, and only one hail damage claim in nine years.
Now you want to raise my premium like twenty-five bucks a month when you should be lowering it?
American Family you can kiss my Rockpiles, I’ll be looking elsewhere.
Where is that damn lizard when you need him?
I’m sick of the global warming bullsheet. I just spent four days in Chicago freezing my ash off. I just don’t buy it.
If Vick gets to play football again, Charlie Hustle should be eligible for Baseball Commissioner.
I hate that some of the folks who are lucky enough to cast votes for the Baseball Hall of Famers, feel obligated/ pressured to vote for a particular player.
Peer pressure, or the amount of time a player has been on the ballet should have nothing to do with your vote.
If you get to vote, you have a chance to determine baseball history.
Pick that player for the right reasons.
Otherwise you’re doing baseball fans an injustice and piss’d away an important vote.
I hate that gas is back down in price, but my grocery bill hasn’t dropped at all.
I hate being stuck behind the person buying lottery tickets for the first time, or the one who can’t quite decide whether to get the Lucky 7’s or the Pick 4.
Seems, it’s always when I’m in a hurry to get to work. Lottery tickets should only be sold between midnight and 5 AM.
Or ones that cough in their hands, but then don’t wash them.
I hate when solicitors put those stupid flyers on your car window.
Or the ones who ring your doorbell when there’s a “No Soliciting” sign clearly posted on the front door.
I hate every time I try to get fast food, two cars manage to beat me in line every freggin time. Or when you have to wait so long in line, that when you get your food, they don’t even throw in a few extra fries or a dessert for making you wait.
My time is valuable.
I hate people that lay on their horn behind you for no reason, then when you get out of the car to say WTF?, they take off scared. Tell me what’s your problem, or don’t be so damn horny.
It’s called balance.
It’s freggin retarded.
I really hate when people just don’t get me. I’ll do anything for you. Just be appreciative and don’t ever play me for a chump. You don’t want to be my enemy.
If for some reason, someday I help you out. Just be there to return the favor when I need you. Do unto others, you know the deal.
I’m an hour into this blog and I’m starting to feel a lot better. If you made it this far, you either get me or you don’t, but I appreciate you hanging in there. Today sucked. Hope your day was better. Tomorrow is always another day.
In spirit of being fair, my next entry will be only about things I like..D