Testing my faith in humanity

[slyc_willie]

As anyone who knows me would probably attest, I'm normally a very positive, easy-going guy. No pushover, but I tend to give anyone the benefit of the doubt. But even I have my limits. I'll begin with . . .

[size=+2]Who the hell gave these idiots their license to drive?[/size]

Seriously. You don't make a right turn from the left lane, you idiot! And if you're going to be on your cellphone, don't hold your arm at such an angle that you can't see the entire left side of your car!

Did you see that red octagonal sign? That means "Stop," you jackass! Not slow down to five miles per hour and ignore the right of way.

Don't honk at me because I took "your" parking space. Must not have seen the big glowing balloon with the neon sign which read, "Save for annoying selfish byatch in the blue Toyota."

And if you're going to insist on driving an extended-cab Mastodon, learn how to make turns in it! I didn't see a "This vehicle makes wide right turns" sticker on your bumper. I bet you stop at railroad crossings, too.

I was painfully reminded why I stopped driving six years ago.

Okay. Rant #2:

I'm coming back out of the grocery store, heading to the car, and there's this scared little boy, about the same age as my little girl, tears streaming down his face, looking for Mommy. "Where's your mommy?" I ask him. He doesn't say anything. Just blubbers and sniffs and keeps looking around.

I decide to take the kid and look for his mother. Up and down the rows of cars, we see a few women. "Is that your mommy? Is that your mommy?" Little boy keeps shaking his head.

Finally comes along MIss Thang in her tight jeans and muffin-top stomach, chattering on a cellphone and smoking a cigarette. "Johnathan! Get over here!"

"Mommy! Mommy!" Little kid runs to his mother, relief apparent in his voice. What does mom do? Smacks the kid on the head and says, "I told you stay with me!"

I couldn't do anything but stare. I was shocked. Is this woman so completely self-absorbed, clueless, selfish, and utterly stupid that she blames a 2-3 year old boy for wandering off? I finally managed to yell, but I doubt mom heard it, "You're the one who needs a smack on the head!"

Grrr . . . .

Honestly, I love the holidays. I just hate holiday people. Well, most of them.

Have fun and stay safe, everybody.

 

[Guest]

The past few days I've been truly annoyed with drivers. My kids have been remarking on it, as I generally talk out loud to other drivers as we go to school. Ahem.

I hope this isn't going to continue through New Year's.

 

[TE999]

As anyone who knows me would probably attest, I'm normally a very positive, easy-going guy. No pushover, but I tend to give anyone the benefit of the doubt. But even I have my limits. I'll begin with . . .

[size=+2]Who the hell gave these idiots their license to drive?[/size]

Seriously. You don't make a right turn from the left lane, you idiot! And if you're going to be on your cellphone, don't hold your arm at such an angle that you can't see the entire left side of your car!

Did you see that red octagonal sign? That means "Stop," you jackass! Not slow down to five miles per hour and ignore the right of way.

Don't honk at me because I took "your" parking space. Must not have seen the big glowing balloon with the neon sign which read, "Save for annoying selfish byatch in the blue Toyota."

And if you're going to insist on driving an extended-cab Mastodon, learn how to make turns in it! I didn't see a "This vehicle makes wide right turns" sticker on your bumper. I bet you stop at railroad crossings, too.

I was painfully reminded why I stopped driving six years ago.

Okay. Rant #2:

I'm coming back out of the grocery store, heading to the car, and there's this scared little boy, about the same age as my little girl, tears streaming down his face, looking for Mommy. "Where's your mommy?" I ask him. He doesn't say anything. Just blubbers and sniffs and keeps looking around.

I decide to take the kid and look for his mother. Up and down the rows of cars, we see a few women. "Is that your mommy? Is that your mommy?" Little boy keeps shaking his head.

Finally comes along MIss Thang in her tight jeans and muffin-top stomach, chattering on a cellphone and smoking a cigarette. "Johnathan! Get over here!"

"Mommy! Mommy!" Little kid runs to his mother, relief apparent in his voice. What does mom do? Smacks the kid on the head and says, "I told you stay with me!"

I couldn't do anything but stare. I was shocked. Is this woman so completely self-absorbed, clueless, selfish, and utterly stupid that she blames a 2-3 year old boy for wandering off? I finally managed to yell, but I doubt mom heard it, "You're the one who needs a smack on the head!"

Grrr . . . .

Honestly, I love the holidays. I just hate holiday people. Well, most of them.

Have fun and stay safe, everybody.

You too, dude.

Don't let those fuckwaffles get your nanny goat. They walk among us (or drive), so it's best to laugh than get annoyed. They won't get the joke anyway.

 

[slyc_willie]

The past few days I've been truly annoyed with drivers. My kids have been remarking on it, as I generally talk out loud to other drivers as we go to school. Ahem.

I hope this isn't going to continue through New Year's.

I'm letting the SO drive from now on. It's her car, anyway. I only went out because she had a migraine.

Sheesh.

I'm feeling better now, though.

 

[Elianna]

Okay. Rant #2:

I'm coming back out of the grocery store, heading to the car, and there's this scared little boy, about the same age as my little girl, tears streaming down his face, looking for Mommy. "Where's your mommy?" I ask him. He doesn't say anything. Just blubbers and sniffs and keeps looking around.

I decide to take the kid and look for his mother. Up and down the rows of cars, we see a few women. "Is that your mommy? Is that your mommy?" Little boy keeps shaking his head.

Finally comes along MIss Thang in her tight jeans and muffin-top stomach, chattering on a cellphone and smoking a cigarette. "Johnathan! Get over here!"

"Mommy! Mommy!" Little kid runs to his mother, relief apparent in his voice. What does mom do? Smacks the kid on the head and says, "I told you stay with me!"

I couldn't do anything but stare. I was shocked. Is this woman so completely self-absorbed, clueless, selfish, and utterly stupid that she blames a 2-3 year old boy for wandering off? I finally managed to yell, but I doubt mom heard it, "You're the one who needs a smack on the head!"

Grrr . . . .

Honestly, I love the holidays. I just hate holiday people. Well, most of them.

Have fun and stay safe, everybody.

Don't worry. That little one will end up being a teenager who... will get arrested for pot at school, end up expelled from said school, while parents slam said teenager into the wall, damaging school wall, and then have the police take said child to JCC where they "wash their hands" of them.

Then your tax dollars will pay for the same child to continue education in the JCC, while watching cable TV while 1/2 of America is struggling to keep their power on.

YAY parenting.

Thanks. Ranting was a GREAT idea.

 

[Zeb_Carter]

I want to be the parent police. Punishment, a smack in the back of the head. Reason, every time you do something stoopid pertaining to your children. Whether it's blaming them for wandering off because you're not paying attention or for just smoking in the car with all the windows rolled up.

Now the latter I have done and I will be the first to admit that I was stoopid for doing it. The first, blaming the child for wandering off...yes I have blamed them but inside I was kicking myself for not being attentive enough.

But that was when I was a lot younger than I am now.

No excuse, I know.

 

[slyc_willie]

Don't worry. That little one will end up being a teenager who... will get arrested for pot at school, end up expelled from said school, while parents slam said teenager into the wall, damaging school wall, and then have the police take said child to JCC where they "wash their hands" of them.

Then your tax dollars will pay for the same child to continue education in the JCC, while watching cable TV while 1/2 of America is struggling to keep their power on.

YAY parenting.

Thanks. Ranting was a GREAT idea.

Thanks. I feel so much better now . . .




The sad thing is, you probably aren't too far from being right on that.

 

[Tricialen]

God! Some people should not be allowed to have children! I'm only surprised that she didn't yell at you too....

Poor little guy...hopefully the angels are looking out for him because his mom is a total loser!

Since I stopped working four years ago...no more commuting...no more rants about stupid drivers who...read the paper...use their phones...text message.....put on makeup...or eat.....

 

[slyc_willie]

I want to be the parent police. Punishment, a smack in the back of the head. Reason, every time you do something stoopid pertaining to your children. Whether it's blaming them for wandering off because you're not paying attention or for just smoking in the car with all the windows rolled up.

Now the latter I have done and I will be the first to admit that I was stoopid for doing it. The first, blaming the child for wandering off...yes I have blamed them but inside I was kicking myself for not being attentive enough.

But that was when I was a lot younger than I am now.

No excuse, I know.

I will freely admit I've made my fair share of stupid mistakes. But I can't forgive anyone for not knowing where their kid was for a good four or five minutes, in a crowded parking lot, and then have the gall to smack the child on the head.

She is sooooo lucky I wasn't armed (morbid joke).

 

[Elianna]

Thanks. I feel so much better now . . .




The sad thing is, you probably aren't too far from being right on that.

Actually (other than the JCC and cable TV part) that happened today. I've had about 12 of these situations since last Thursday. If you have a teenager, you probably don't want to hear all the doom and gloom I have to tell you.

 

[slyc_willie]

Actually (other than the JCC and cable TV part) that happened today. I've had about 12 of these situations since last Thursday. If you have a teenager, you probably don't want to hear all the doom and gloom I have to tell you.

She won't be for about another eleven years. Yeah, we're anxious for that to start . . . .

 

[starrkers]

Must be something in the atmosphere. I nearly got taken out three times this morning, in a town with only 15 streets! Car must've had the invisibility cloak on.

When one of my kids was 2 or 3, he had a dreadful habit of wandering away from me in stores, he thought it was a great lark to hide from mummy. I had to have a "lost boy" announcement made once. He was found on the other side of a department store, hiding in the bike racks!
So one day I did it to him. I snuck off one aisle away from where he thought I was. And waited. After the third "Muuum!" I showed myself and calmed him. Then reminded him how scary it was to lose each other.
He didn't do it to me again.

 

[Elianna]

She won't be for about another eleven years. Yeah, we're anxious for that to start . . . .

Good news: the studies say that MOST teenagers that screw up (who have good parental support) pull themselves together by 25. I've been spouting that a lot this week.

 

[slyc_willie]

Must be something in the atmosphere. I nearly got taken out three times this morning, in a town with only 15 streets! Car must've had the invisibility cloak on.

When one of my kids was 2 or 3, he had a dreadful habit of wandering away from me in stores, he thought it was a great lark to hide from mummy. I had to have a "lost boy" announcement made once. He was found on the other side of a department store, hiding in the bike racks!
So one day I did it to him. I snuck off one aisle away from where he thought I was. And waited. After the third "Muuum!" I showed myself and calmed him. Then reminded him how scary it was to lose each other.
He didn't do it to me again.

I'm fairly certain this woman didn't have the same good motherly intentions as you, unfortunately.

When we take the little one anywhere, she's not out of my sight for more than a second. Maybe I'm the smothering daddy type, and I'm still new at this (so I may relax a bit as the years go on), but I've heard enough horror stories.

And she's just tooo damn friendly with strangers.

 

[slyc_willie]

Good news: the studies say that MOST teenagers that screw up (who have good parental support) pull themselves together by 25. I've been spouting that a lot this week.

Really?

'Cause it took me to about 28 . . .

 

[Elianna]

Really?

'Cause it took me to about 28 . . .

We've always known you were EXCEPTIONAL!

 

[slyc_willie]

We've always known you were EXCEPTIONAL!

Yeah, I'm just a bad boy that never wanted to grow up.











And I haven't, yet. Not entirely, anyway.

 

[Boxlicker101]

As anyone who knows me would probably attest, I'm normally a very positive, easy-going guy. No pushover, but I tend to give anyone the benefit of the doubt. But even I have my limits. I'll begin with . . .

[size=+2]Who the hell gave these idiots their license to drive?[/size]

Seriously. You don't make a right turn from the left lane, you idiot! And if you're going to be on your cellphone, don't hold your arm at such an angle that you can't see the entire left side of your car!

Did you see that red octagonal sign? That means "Stop," you jackass! Not slow down to five miles per hour and ignore the right of way.

Don't honk at me because I took "your" parking space. Must not have seen the big glowing balloon with the neon sign which read, "Save for annoying selfish byatch in the blue Toyota."

And if you're going to insist on driving an extended-cab Mastodon, learn how to make turns in it! I didn't see a "This vehicle makes wide right turns" sticker on your bumper. I bet you stop at railroad crossings, too.

I was painfully reminded why I stopped driving six years ago.

Okay. Rant #2:

I'm coming back out of the grocery store, heading to the car, and there's this scared little boy, about the same age as my little girl, tears streaming down his face, looking for Mommy. "Where's your mommy?" I ask him. He doesn't say anything. Just blubbers and sniffs and keeps looking around.

I decide to take the kid and look for his mother. Up and down the rows of cars, we see a few women. "Is that your mommy? Is that your mommy?" Little boy keeps shaking his head.

Finally comes along MIss Thang in her tight jeans and muffin-top stomach, chattering on a cellphone and smoking a cigarette. "Johnathan! Get over here!"

"Mommy! Mommy!" Little kid runs to his mother, relief apparent in his voice. What does mom do? Smacks the kid on the head and says, "I told you stay with me!"

I couldn't do anything but stare. I was shocked. Is this woman so completely self-absorbed, clueless, selfish, and utterly stupid that she blames a 2-3 year old boy for wandering off? I finally managed to yell, but I doubt mom heard it, "You're the one who needs a smack on the head!"

Grrr . . . .

Honestly, I love the holidays. I just hate holiday people. Well, most of them.

Have fun and stay safe, everybody.

I'm surprised she didn't accuse you of being a "sex prevert" who was tying to abduct her litle precious.

 

[slyc_willie]

I'm surprised she didn't accuse you of being a "sex prevert" who was tying to abduct her litle precious.

Yeah, imagine the lawsuit she could have filed. She wouldn't need her sugar daddy after suing me.

 

[Boxlicker101]

Yeah, imagine the lawsuit she could have filed. She wouldn't need her sugar daddy after suing me.

I doubt if she would have filed one, unless some shyster talked her into it. Of course, that would only have happened if they thought you were rich.

 

[slyc_willie]

I doubt if she would have filed one, unless some shyster talked her into it. Of course, that would only have happened if they thought you were rich.

Good point. Hell, I certainly wasn't dressed to show I had money (which I don't). But, I figure, she was much to engrossed in her cellphone conversation to care about much else. I guess the instinct to seek out her son was a basic one. I have nightmarish thoughts about the little boy being smacked around at home and screamed at to shut up while Mom decides she'd rather watch 'Desperate Housewives' in lieu of actually reading a book to her son.

Yeah. I can be bitter.

 

[Zeb_Carter]

I will freely admit I've made my fair share of stupid mistakes. But I can't forgive anyone for not knowing where their kid was for a good four or five minutes, in a crowded parking lot, and then have the gall to smack the child on the head.

She is sooooo lucky I wasn't armed (morbid joke).

True, my kids were never out of sight for more than a few seconds. Although, back then they would go out a play and wouldn't be back in the house for hours at a time. But then times were different when my children were young.

With the way things are now my grandchildren are never out of our sight.

 

[rgraham666]

Hey, as long as driving is a right rather than a privilege most drivers are going to be bad ones.

 

[kromen]

I had a asshole talking on the phone while in line at Subway. The clerk asked him three times if he was ready, but he just kept mumbling into the phone. Only when I stepped in front of him and placed an order did he become irate. He said he didn't hear her talking to him and the person on the other line was giving him the orders. I calmy handed him a pen and a napkin in which he gave me the stink eye. That's all he could give me since I had a foot and about thirty pounds to my advantage. Ain't humanity grand?

 

[freshface]

I had a asshole talking on the phone while in line at Subway. The clerk asked him three times if he was ready, but he just kept mumbling into the phone. Only when I stepped in front of him and placed an order did he become irate. He said he didn't hear her talking to him and the person on the other line was giving him the orders. I calmy handed him a pen and a napkin in which he gave me the stink eye. That's all he could give me since a had a foot and about thirty pounds to my advantage. Ain't humanity grand?

But I bet the clerk wanted to give you an award. They can't do things like that, no matter how badly they might want to.