Monday, October 29, 2007

People That Annoy Me

STUPID KIDS:

I love weekends and days where kids are off from school... in the most sarcastic way of course... They're everywhere… movie theaters, checkout lines… everywhere I want to be. Who, you ask? Stupid, bratty, snot-nosed little 13-year old kids that are obnoxious and stupid. They're the ones standing either in front of or behind you blabbering continuously about the newest hot teen idol of the week, "Oh… My… God… ____ is SOOO HOT!" Or they chatter on about some nonsensical video game imported from Japan, "Dude, did you beat the ToyotaNissanSushiMon on the 99th level of Seizure Inducer VI?!?" If not that, they're talking continuously about the drama at their school, "Billy dumped Jane and Jane hooked up with Billy's brother who is like… totally in college…" They not only just talk about it, but they are intolerably loud about it, oblivious to the annoyance that they are causing among the people around them. To quote Apu from the Simpsons, "I can't believe you don't shut up!"I honestly hope I'm not like that or at least wasn't like that when I was their age. If I was, I'm surprised no one just smacked me and told me to shut up! Because I'm sure 4 or 5 years from now, those snot-nosed brats will probably be embarrassed that their idiotic conversations about stupid things were overheard by others. I'm sure I would be! So as a public service to them and to everyone around them, the next time you hear a obnoxious kid jabber on and on about stupid things, just smack him or her. You'll be doing them and society a favor.

ELEVATOR BUTTON PUSHERS:

I've come to just assume and expect the idiocy of the people around me. But I do trust them enough to push a little button to get an elevator. Yet, the same trust isn't bestowed upon me! When I push the elevator call button and just stand there waiting, someone else is bound to come along and push the button again, completely ignoring the fact that it's already lit and that I had pressed the button already. Why do people think that pushing the button repeatedly would just miraculously make the elevator come faster? Why don't they just believe the button has already been pushed? And why do people push the button for a floor even after someone pushed it already? Either people are retarded and don't understand the concept of how an elevator works, or they're retarded and those trust that the button has been pushed. How about I poke you to get your attention and then just keep poking you because I don't believe I have your attention? How would you like that?

SEAT KICKERS:

No offense to Michael J. Fox, Muhammad Ali, or any other of the countless sufferers of Parkinson's disease, but annoying idiots are giving your disease a bad name. I'm talking about those spastic retards that shake their legs or kick incessantly in theaters or any other place where entire rows of seats are linked together. It's incredibly annoying to constantly kicked. So unless you have a disease and you can't help it, you have no right to be disturbing the people around you like that... especially if you're an annoying brat to top it off.

TOILET BANDITS:

Why can't people flush a toilet? What is so difficult about just pushing the little thingie on the back of the toilet to make your excrement go away? I seem to have really shitty luck (pun intended) when it comes to going to public restrooms. I never fail to always walk into the stall with an ungodly amount of urine or feces sitting in the bowl staring at me. What are people thinking? Do they think if they just walk away, the pee and poo just disappear? They obviously don't grow legs and walk away! THEY STAY THERE! I mean, do you just leave shit and piss in your own toilet at home? Have the common courtesy to just flush it. You might as well have just shat on the floor outside the bathroom.

Well... this concludes today's rant. Tune in for more when I get pissed again. :)

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Ponderings on Stupidity

Those of you that know me, or at least read the words that I write probably know that "stupid people" annoy me and that I have a genuine hatred for those that I've termed, "fucktards." Everyone is stupid every once in a while (or for some... it might be more commonplace). I mean, I don't want to sound like a hypocrite when I go off on the stupidty of humanity when I have one some pretty stupid things myself. Case in point, I have stabbed one of my friends, stepped on her hand, AND busted her windshield... among probably many other things that I've probably forgotten. But were any of those things done maliciously? No. Today, while driving, this car tried to merge into my lane (in a space in which I still occupied)... was that annoying? Yes. Did it piss me off? Yes. Was it malicious? Probably not, unless someone is trying to kill me. But this person was totally oblivious to the fact that he nearly sideswiped me. This makes this kind of act unforgivable.

The fine line between those that are stupid and those that are fucktards lie in whether or not the action was done with a malicious intent. And the even finer line between forgivable stupid people and those that are hopeless lies in whether or not they are aware of their actions. I genuinely felt bad when I stabbed, stepped on, and ruined my friend's windshield. The guy who nearly hit me... didn't even blink. That's the true definition of stupid.

But, if stupid is unforgivable... then fucktards should be banished from existence. They are the people that intentionally try to make people's lives a living hell. Those that have nothing better to do with their time than to sit there and think up of ways to hurt someone else and actually make the effort to do so. There are enough people in the world inadvertently hurting others... why do some people take it upon themselves to deliberately do it? What would drive someone to be so heartless and evil?

Those are the people that I call fucktards... fuckers that are retarded. I want everyone to look themselves in the mirror and ask yourself, "Am I a fucktard?" If you answer with an immediate no... I'd have to ask you to reconsider. If you took the time to actually think, "Shit... I've done some pretty bad things..." you're on the road to recovery. The moment that you become conscious of the consequences of your actions is the moment that you stop becoming a fucktard. Unfortunately, there are still too many fucktards in the world... and that makes me incredibly frustrated and sad. I see so many good people get hosed over in life by fucktards and there's simply nothing I, nor anyone else, can do about it.