People who honk on busy streets in busy traffic. Scare the heck out of me. I had a guy honk at me this afternoon. I swear, if I'd had my phone on speaker or had finished my burrito, I'd have flipped him off with my free hand. Like I have time to pay attention to him when I'm trying to get established in the lane I suddenly found myself in.
You know that someone will be bothered by your post.
People who can't read the directions and figure out how to turn on a gas pump. It's not hard, but for some reason, if it doesn't work, they assume that I (the chick behind the counter) am purposely preventing them from getting their gas. Hello? I want you to buy it. I want you to come in the store and buy stuff. That is how I get paid, although the profit margin on gas stinks, which is why we charge more for the other stuff, not to mention that we buy it in lower quantities than the grocery stores and do lower sales, which means that we have to charge a bit more, but that's why it's called a CONVENIENCE store.
I also hate it when people complain about gas prices. Ignorant turds that have no clue about the economics behind it. Same goes for drug prices- I'm talking legal here.
EDIT: Please see my post below for clarification on who is and who is not an ignorant turd. I don't wish to offend the intelligent turds and/or the ignorant non-turds, and especially not the intelligent non-turds.
Most of the money goes into research and development. Sure the stockholders get rich. That's why they buy the stock. If they didn't make a profit, they wouldn't invest and there would be no money to go and search out new drugs or new places to get gas from. You have to pump money into it for the chance to make money, and if you take the risk, you get the reward.
It just frosts my hide when I'm sitting here working 2 jobs to barely make ends meet and other people who are better off than I am get all butt-hurt because someone else invested wisely and it paid off for them. You want to make that kind of money? Invest wisely. You don't have it? Go out and earn it. The world owes you nothing, whiners.
No. It's not fair. Life isn't fair. Suck it up and deal with it. Your job is to go out and do the best you can with what you have.
Kids these days. Sense of entitlement.
Speaking of which, I also hate the whores (and I mean that literally) who come in to the store and want to use EBT. We don't take EBT as we do not qualify under government regulations. It's nothing personal. I am completely fine with someone who is down on their luck and needs the help getting assistance. That's what it's there for, and I support that.
What I hate is the tarts who come in with half their boobies hanging out and then get mad at me because "it's myf****** money, you dumb c***, don't tell me I can't spend myf****** money". No, *****, it's not your money. It's charity that people have given you because you got knocked up by your drug-dealer pimp.
Then the trollops pull a wad of hundreds, fifties, and twenties out of their bras and pay with that since they can't use their food stamps.
Oh, crap. I'm going to be late for work. Sorry I can't tell you all of the little things that bother me. Carry on without me.
We're concerned that Ken is a Pens fan? Really? Is this the Ken that hangs our with Barbie? That Ken?
I'll let you guys in on a secret. I've seen him naked. Nothing hangs on him, if you get my drift. He probably saw the Pens and thought it said Penis and is rooting for them to overcompensate for feelings of personal inadequacy.
It's not like it's Stretch Armstrong we're talking about here, folks. We don't need Ken. We have Murph. Same hair; we can assume better anatomy.
Joey chips a nail, so Ozzie is put in as backup since you don't use your groin when charting face-offs.
At the end of the first, the score is 0-0. JHo has faced no shots, so he goes out for a beer during intermission. Finding a nice microbrewery that produces a hearty, yet lilting ale, he loses track of time and fails to return to the game.
With 15 seconds left in the second period, Horcroff rings one off the post, and everyone notices that the Wings have had an empty net for the entire period. Ozzie drops his chart, grabs his helmet, but due to the groin injury, he is too late to get to the net, the Oilers get the rebound, and score.
Ozzie plays the third.
Final score: Wings 3, Oilers 1.
Ozzie with the hat trick.
LGW complains that he should have had the "soft" goal, and that his scoring is "streaky".
Lils at his first Dux in Tux (blech, that name) event.
As opposed to just about every other team making Salei look like a waste on the ice?
Um, that's a tux? Or he's using Tucks now that he's with the Ducks? Or he's using Tucks 'cuz he didn't have the luck to duck a ducky *uck from a yucky puck schmuck who makes me upchuck on that team that sucks worse that the Canucks with no Happy Clucks?
Lilja just does not belong in that paragraph at all.
Rotten veggies. For any campaign. Give each candidate one column of newsprint per week to express his views and that's it. No phone calls. No door hangers. No mailbox stuffers. Take all of the wasted money and give it to charity. Take all of the wasted paper out of the landfill. Take all of the wasted volunteer hours and put them to work actually helping people.