Job/Living alone rants!

Oh yes! It's time for another round of things that piss me off : D (About my job and life in general.)


For those of you that don't know, I drive around in a truck and install cable for a living now. And when I have to piss, I'm going to find the closes restaurant and piss. And when I strut into Micke D's without my wallet, the employees just glare and me. And I'm like 'Bitch, you work minimum wage at a multi-BILLION dollar franchise. I'mma go pee in your toilets without buying anything. And I'm also going to take a fist full of napkins and condiments, so there.'

Old people! For the love of god, if you can figure out how to download your online checker/bingo games, you can figure out how to work the 'new' remote I'm giving you.

People who pass me on the highway while flipping me off for driving slow. Bitch, have you seen this truck? Do you think it can make it over 60 without falling apart? No. (Also, I have a beacon on it, and I turn it on when I'm about to do stupid shit or cut people off ^^ It's nice.)

Thursdays. Thursdays are like the cock tease of the weekend. "Oh, it's almost friday! But not juuuuuuust yet. You still have to get through me! And man is it gonna be hard!"

Also, city people, I don't know if it's just you, or just this one stupid lady, but who the hell walks their dog in high heals? You're home. Take your stupid shoes off before you get a stiletto stuck in a pot hole.

Radio talk shows. If I cared about the news, I would watch it at home or buy a newspaper. Play some fucking music so I can enjoy my drive to work.

Oh, and donatos pizza is kind of shitty anyway, but if you really want to clean out your bowels, eat it for lunch four days after you bought it. I've never been so regular.

Dear grocery store, you do not need a million handicap spots. Seriously, I counted them. There are a million. I'm all for fighting obesity in America, but ALL of the front spaces don't have to be for disabled people. Sometimes I just need to run in and buy more toilet paper and then get the fuck out.

Lesson learned. If no other place has the alcohol you want to buy, hit up the Walmart. I have yet to be disappointed.

Biggest pet peeve in life atm. AMAZON! Take fucking paypal! Jesus.

New law! If any dog can be heard barking for more than 20 minutes straight, it is allowed to be killed by anyone within earshot.

If someone cuts in front of me while going out the exit with a shopping cart, while I am carrying only two things, and then walks as slowly as possible out the door, I will jam your face into the self scan until you're entire body fits in a basket. End. Of. Story. (But if you have anything good in your cart, it is then mine. Spoils of war.)

Fuck people at yard sales who sell tv's and dvd players without remotes. Fucking bullshit.

There should be an age limit on technology. If you are over the age of 55 and can not figure out how a cell phone works, then you can not have internet.

Also, WHY THE FUCK is the thing I need most at the grocery store the one I can't find? I literally stocked up and down the isles like a starving lion hunting for a gallon milk gazelle. And when I couldn't find it, I rawer-ed and scared two old people because my rawr sounded like 'Where the fuck is the milk?' And when I finally found my prize, I tore off the cap and drank some of that milky white goodness right in the store. Shit was metal.

For now, I'm done. Feel free to share your anger in the comments below!