Why is it that when I’m on an elevator and someone else gets on I feel the need to become the elevator ambassador? “Hi! Lovely weather we are having. What floor do you need?” Really? Why can’t I just look at the floor and avoid eye contact like everyone else?
I would like to see radio stations put some music in the “vault” now please. If it was produced earlier than 1980 let’s relegate that to the oldies stations. No more of that funky white boy playing his music…Let’s let the Beatles and the Rolling Stones go back to the era from which they came…I don’t feel the need to get down, get down, get down, get down tonight. Just let us hear music that might have played as new sometime in the last 35 years.
Why is it that people who drive certain vehicles think they are special? I drive a motorcycle…fear me. I drive a Jeep and I can do anything I want (except go the speed limit)…I’m in a lifted pick-up truck and you should get out of my way so I can do 90+mph and intimidate women and children with my size.
Why is the world obsessed with pumpkin spice? I mean, pumpkin pie in the fall…sure. I do not, however, need cookies flavored with this or hard candy in this flavor and leave my coffee alone you weirdos. I like my coffee like I like my men; hot, sweet and creamy…and a little on the bitter side like me. ;o)
Why is it necessary at most churches to dress up on Sunday? Most of us dress up all week. The last thing we want to do on our weekend is try to look nice. I’m not putting my feet back into panty hose and dress shoes unless somebody is getting married or buried. I’m just sayin…
You know, I’m not a dreamer…I’m a realist. I try always to see the glass as half full, but there are times when I just want to pick that glass up and throw it at somebody and hope the broken shards nick the jugular. Today is one of those days. I’m surrounded by good, kind, hard-working people who are crapped on for no reason other than they don’t have the heart to be mean to someone. I’m not saying they are weak. They are just living by the golden rule and trying to do what they have to so they can sleep at night with a clear conscience. They are better for taking the high road, I know, but my goodness! While they are taking the high road the other person is taking everything else. I’m a believer in turning the other cheek…ONCE…because you only have one other cheek. Once that one is red and burning the gloves come off.
Here’s a word of advice to all of you out there dealing with this issue today, and you know who you are: FIGHT. Don’t lie down and take what is being thrown at you. You might get a little scratched up in the battle, but by nab at least you will feel like you have tried. For those of you dealing with a co-worker who is the spawn of Satan, stand for what you know is right. Don’t let that old bag take you down…grab an attorney and show them what you are made of.
For those of you dealing with an ex or soon to be ex or a boyfriend/girlfriend who treats you like pooh…don’t let them make you feel sad for them like you have done something wrong because you have a backbone and stand up for yourself. Make them feel bad because they are such lying, two-timing, back stabbing, hateful, resentful bags of vermin. You shouldn’t feel bad for them…it’s THEIR fault…let them deal with the results while you ease off into the sunset. Goodbye and good riddance. (I know SO many people in this category)
My timid, good-hearted friends…stop being a victim! Take control of your life, get back your confidence and make those losers hate themselves for the way they’ve treated you. Don’t hang your head and scoot off and give them the satisfaction that they bested you. If they want victory, then give them a battle! I’m just sayin…