Things I hate with a Fiery Hot Passion
August 28, 2008 at 3:29 pm (Uncategorized) (Assholes, Book Deals, Boyfriends, Construction, Cruelty, Hate, Nail Polish Remover, Overpaid Authors, Relatives)
Over the past week I was reminded of what I hate about humanity and the society we live in. In response to it all I’ve decided to make a list of ‘Things I Hate with a Fiery Hot Passion’. I suppose I shouldn’t hate, but then again I stopped caring quite a while ago.
1. Unecessitated cruelty
This past week I got to witness people being assholes. I know that there are assholes everywhere, they litter the streets and have done so for ages. Unfortunately, this week I got to witness some first hand ass-holery against myself and others. Being in close quarters with these creatures I observed that they are not all dumb, spur of the moment acts of evil, but seem to weave webs of manipulation and cruelty as they go. Many will give the excuse of inebriation, but their intoxication is their own fault so I don’t put much stock into it. Assholes of the world, please go fuck yourself.
2. Overpaying Celebrities, Authors, and everyone else who doesn’t deserve it.
I made the mistake of reading an article about a book deal. Had the book been amazing, incredible, I could’ve forgiven the publishers a little for the vast amount of money they laid at its authors feet. Unfortunately this is not the case. I don’t believe anyone should be given a $300,000 for a book. Overpaid crap that should have been left in the slush pile.
3. Nail Polish Remover
It smells bad, usually spills everywhere, and stains your fingers the color of your nail polish. Ick.
4. Construction
I’m tired of waking up at 7 a.m to the sounds of a backhoe or the beeping the machines make while backing up. Fuck you construction.
5. People who can’t do there job properly, forcing my co-workers and myself to fix their mistakes.
6. Relatives who continually ask why you don’t have a boyfriend.
I’m not sure what’s worse the ‘Do you have a boyfriend?’ question, the following ‘Why not?’ or the sympathetic looks and patronizing comments afterward. “Don’t worry dear there is someone out there for you’. Being single does not =pathetic.
All this bitching really puts me in the mood for a back rub, a tub of ice cream, pizza, and a good movie. I could probably acquire three of these, but most likely I’ll just go home and clean the rat cage.
