Sometimes I want to punch people... in the face.

You ever have one of those days where you just feel like pretending you don't have a filter on your mouth??

So I was coming back from lunch yesterday and I always take the stairs cause, hey, it's one effing flight...why not..

Apparently the fat chick walking up the stairs in front of me with her double-double, french fries and frostie from Wendy's wasn't in the mood to be a considerate person cause she didn't hold either door for me even though I was at that length behind her where it would have made sense to just hold the door. And what I wanted to say was "If your arm's to heavy to hold up long enough to hold the door for someone you could just use your ass, it's big enough to hold off a Mack truck." Yes, I know that for so many reasons this is wrong but what the deuce happpened to being nice to each other. Does it really take that much effort to hold open a door or say thank you or smile at someone when you pass them on the street? Gimme and effing break.

Sometimes I just want to punch people...in the face.

This is what's wrong with our society. Somewhere along the way we stopped giving a shit about our fellow man. The amazing part about it all is that for a short time after 9/11 we were all about each other... helping those in need, caring for those who lost people, going out of our way to "Stand Together" as a country and somehow years later we are back into our usual ways. Why is it that it takes us as a country
losing 2 major NY structures, thousands of people dying and a threat on U.S. soil for us to stand together as one? OH! And don't get me started on the whole "freedom fries" thing. Jezus effing Christo. Seriously, how immature are we.

"You know what France! Since you didn't side with us on the war we are no longer going to acknowledge that you exist as a country. Anything that has the word France, French or anything of the sort will now be "freedom."
Freedom Fries, Freedom Toast, etc." Seriously, are we all still in fucking middle school?

One. Fries are actually more of a Belgian creation than a French one so there goes stupid mistake number one. Two. The French don't give a shit. They hate us anyway. I'm sure when they heard that we weren't going to use their country as a name for anything they all said something like this "Finally. Shit. We've been waiting for this day."

Get off your effing high horse. You aren't better than anyone else, no matter what you think. We all breath the same air. We all live in the same country.

Sometimes I want to punch people...in the face.