You know what really grinds my gears...
Is it just me or do all the bad drivers come out on Sunday? Now I'm sure there are awful drivers all the time, but their numbers seem to significantly increase on Sundays... It's like there's a race to church or something. "Oh, no need to stop at the red light, I'll be repenting my sins in an hour." Don't get me wrong, I am a catholic, but you don't see me driving down the center of the road being completely oblivious to the fact that there SHOULD be two lanes. But hey, this is North America, road signs are just suggestions.
For me this problem is most prominent on a city bus, but I guess it just comes with not having a say in who you sit by. However there is always that one person who stinks up the entire room (or bus). Now the worst ones are always the people with that subtle yet deadly stink, you know the "I'm opposed to deodorant" smell. The reason this is the worst kind is because you don't even know it's there till BAM the grease ball walks by, or nature hates you and sends a slight breeze down-wind of the person. Much more horrid compared to the guy you sit by in math class who just has a constant dirty sock aroma, after a day or two your senses take pity on you and will adapt to the stench, whereas in the first situation it's like running over pepe le pew.
This is just a general hatred of texting at the most inopportune moments. I know as a part of this generation I should be in full support of the phone revolution but to be honest sometimes it goes a little too far. For example, when I am with my friends and we are having a captivating conversation then all of a sudden they stop in the middle of a sentence and whip out their phones to text someone! Like "Hold on a sec just let me answer this text." NO I WILL NOT HOLD ON "A SEC", are you kidding me!? Sort out your damn priorities. Oh and the fact that the English language has become so corrupted over texts that "lol" is now just something you type when there's nothing else to say. So when I try to be involved in this 'texting' business I start a conversation with a friend and it lasts roughly 5 minutes, then slowly dies an excruciating death of "yea" ...well what do i say to that? "lol".
I believe this one is pretty straight forward... you go out and buy a brand new phone, or t.v, or i pod, whatever, and it works wonderful in the store, in fact it's so wonderful you couldn't help but buy it. Then you bring it home. Big surprise it doesn't work. It's like these electronic stores have magical force fields around them creating a mystical land where all your technological dreams come true and you're overwhelmed with the sight of flashy, shiny things just to realize when you get home that you spent $100 on a black box of nothing.
Call me old fashioned, but despite being raised in the ghetto I honestly can not comprehend a word some kids say. You know exactly who I'm talking about. The ones walking around with pants that would fit an elephant hanging off their knees, and expensive looking 'bling' they probably just stole from the dollar store. Yea, those ones. I mean really, have you ever attempted to have a conversation with these 'gangsters' it's like they've somehow mixed half-English words with some dialect of gerbil. "Yo ma man, wanna chill up in the hizzy with dem grillz 'n shit, ya kno what im sayin bro?" Quite frankly no, I don't; and I'm not sure I want to.
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