Am I becoming a crotchety old fart?

badasschick

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So, I went to the gas station to fill up yesterday afternoon and I nearly had a coronary when I realized that a gallon of regular unleaded cost me $1.65.

I know it isn't as bad as last year when I rejoiced at finding a gas station with regular unleaded for $1.91 a gallon, but still...I find myself complaining about the price of everything nowadays. Breakfast cereal, Parking meters(I could go on for days about this), Milk, even postage stamps.

2 years ago when I was making less money these things didn't even phase me. Now I feel like an old coot citing conspriacy theories for the cost of liviing.

I've even contemplated cheating death and riding the Metro line to work. (a subway built in a place prone to earthquakes isn't a bright idea.....Didn't they see "Volcano"?)

Does anyone else feel me on this?

or am I just crochety?
 
yes, crochety and ornery....always complaining about everything.....just wash your dentures and get over it.
 
:D

Inflation sucks.

So does the NYC Subway system. It makes me psycho.
 
Just too many people...sometimes you have to wait two or three trains to get on...by the time that happens I just growl at everything thats in my path...
 
aaaah..okay...I can definitely see the bad-ness in that...

I kinda like the $2/hour parking meters here...so convenient.
 
Am I becoming a crotchety old fart?


It's all in the benes, Gadasschick.
 
Private Vasquez said:
aaaah..okay...I can definitely see the bad-ness in that...

I kinda like the $2/hour parking meters here...so convenient.

Do you have the electronic meters, where it goes flashing red when the time is up?
And in BH there's some meters that sense when the vehicle leaves so it resets itself, so you have to pay your money no matter how much time the other person left on the meter.

Then, the parking officers!!!! They park you in when they get out to write you a ticket, so there's no way you can leave if you happen to catch those sneaky bastards before they finish printing it.
 
I turned on the radio yesterday. They were playing some nu-rock Tool wannabe band. Before I could catch it, out of my mouth jumps, "What is this crap they play on the radio nowadays?"

Yep. I am on the road to oldfartdom.

(Damn kids.)
 
I said that myself when I first heard the Afroman's "Cause I Got High", then I aged ten years when I realized... I said it.
 
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