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Classy Skank
Is it my imagination or are good manners more rare today than an appreciation banquet for Geraldo Rivera?
The issue of courtesy presented itself to me on Sunday where I noticed a red van had parked itself near the end of my driveway. The van was parked damn near INTO the pathway of my drive. I had to drive into my yard to GET OUT.
Seemed that this jerk must have been drunk to have NOT noticed he was there!
"Nice parking job, pal", I muttered as I drove around him. (Bri was in the car so I would have said worse- TRUST ME!)
Now, I don't expect everybody to exhibit proper behavior all the time. And I should admit that I have flaws too.
Still, good manner's are needed.
No more is the case than in the cinema, where non-stop talkers in the audience can ruin an evening. Save the shit talk for your therapist- PLEASE! I could care less if your significant other does not understand you.(Dumb bitch)
In addition the the cinemas, department and grocery stores are prime venues for rudeness.
My blood pressure climbs in the grocery store when two people with shopping carts decide to stop and clog an isle while they hold a marathon discussion on why their kids are smarter, more athletic and cuter than anyone their age!
Again, I don't need to hear this. Please allow me to pass so I can make my way to the meat isle.
Also, the aisles at a super-sized department store are just plain dangerous as morons operating shopping carts at reckless speeds think nothing of impaling unsuspecting shoppers.
Manners are also absent from motorists who blare music at defening levels. I've always said that the ONLY song that should be played at loud levles in your car stero is "Purple Rain" by Hendrix.
And guys, don't yell rude comments to me or any other female as you drive by. The last party girl to drop everything that she was doing to spend time with some bad boys was, I think, Patty Hearst.
WHAT A WEEKEND!
The issue of courtesy presented itself to me on Sunday where I noticed a red van had parked itself near the end of my driveway. The van was parked damn near INTO the pathway of my drive. I had to drive into my yard to GET OUT.
Seemed that this jerk must have been drunk to have NOT noticed he was there!
"Nice parking job, pal", I muttered as I drove around him. (Bri was in the car so I would have said worse- TRUST ME!)
Now, I don't expect everybody to exhibit proper behavior all the time. And I should admit that I have flaws too.
Still, good manner's are needed.
No more is the case than in the cinema, where non-stop talkers in the audience can ruin an evening. Save the shit talk for your therapist- PLEASE! I could care less if your significant other does not understand you.(Dumb bitch)
In addition the the cinemas, department and grocery stores are prime venues for rudeness.
My blood pressure climbs in the grocery store when two people with shopping carts decide to stop and clog an isle while they hold a marathon discussion on why their kids are smarter, more athletic and cuter than anyone their age!
Again, I don't need to hear this. Please allow me to pass so I can make my way to the meat isle.
Also, the aisles at a super-sized department store are just plain dangerous as morons operating shopping carts at reckless speeds think nothing of impaling unsuspecting shoppers.
Manners are also absent from motorists who blare music at defening levels. I've always said that the ONLY song that should be played at loud levles in your car stero is "Purple Rain" by Hendrix.
And guys, don't yell rude comments to me or any other female as you drive by. The last party girl to drop everything that she was doing to spend time with some bad boys was, I think, Patty Hearst.
WHAT A WEEKEND!
