Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Things I Dislike


Segway Scooters


Sick and tired of having to be handicapped/disabled to enjoy the ease and convenience of a wheelchair?


Do you have two good legs but don't want to deal with the hassle of walking?


Segway Riders: You look ridiculous. You have too much money. You are a lazy asshole.






"Business Opportunities"


Ever sit through a shameless pitch for a "unbelievable business opportunity", with a twenty-something douche wearing a pressed shirt, sleeves rolled, yellow tie, and khaki's who methodically explains how you'll become rich by following a simple business format, all the while his flourescent white teeth are clashing with his orange-ish tan, his hands moving in a confident, reassuring manner; making strategic eye contact so it seems like he's talking directly to you?


Sounds o.k. until you find out you're selling a disgusting energy juice door-to-door in rural Kentucky. Or water purification "systems" that could save your life if terrorists attack the water supply in Blanchard, Oklahoma.


If you can get five friends to join though, you could potentially make $350-a-month minus the $250 you have to pay up front for the product, time spent traveling between encounters that may or may not leave you paralyzed when Cleatus shoots you in the spine, and the alcohol you'll consume to kill the pain of telling your significant other that you spent the rent on 100 bottles of acai-pomegranate-raspberry kool-aid energy drink.


People that participate in these businesses: The only reason people buy your crap is because you're a deceitful dick. It's a pyramid scheme, you're not fooling anyone. You are a lazy asshole.




Dinner Mints

A peppermint candy from the hostess podium, or with your check, can be very refreshing after a meal. The same is not true of cinnamon-flavored candy.

Some dick-weed suit at the candy factory got the bright idea to make them look exactly the same.


Exclamation Points!!!!!!!!!!!!!


If you write something that you feel warrants an exclamation point, just use one.


Which is more obnoxious?


-I found twenty bucks on the street!


-I found twenty bucks on the street!!!!!!!!


It doesn't get the point across any more to put seven exclamation points at the end of a sentence.




Bluetooth Headsets


Is it that hard to lift a phone to your ear?


(In line at the grocery store)
Sexy Lady with head tilted slightly left: Are we still on for dinner tonight?
Me: Wha...I...sure, sounds good. Do I know you?
Sexy Lady with head tilted slightly right, looking at me as if I have a ten-inch booger hanging from my nose: Uh, no no just some creepy guy said something...


EAT SHIT, ASS! Your not trading stocks or locked in a multi-million dollar corporate takeover.


Lift the phone to your ear, lazy asshole.




Afterthought...


People that eat with chopsticks at Asian restaurants suck.


Whoooo, you can eat your food really slowly and get hand cramps for the sake of appearing "culturally aware."







Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Top Ten Worst Songs to be Playing in the Background as You Dump Someone

10. Hot, Hot, Hot - Buster Poindexter

9. Something to Believe In - Poison

8. All My Life - K-Ci and JoJo

7. Love Shack - The B-52's Probably more for it's upbeat, irritating tempo as opposed to lyrical content

6. I Gotta Feeling (Tonight's Gonna be a Good Night) - Black Eyed Peas

5. (I'm the One Who Wants) To Be With You - Mr. Big

4. It's All Coming Back to Me Know - Celine Dion

3. Any Song Richard Marx has done

2. I Will Always Love You - Whitney Houston

1. (Everything I do) I do it for you - Bryan Adams


Did I miss any? Feel free to add to this list, I know you have some good ones (Especially you Jamie Sanders from Cedar Ridge Middle School, 1995. Jerk.)


Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Sign of the Times?

Driving home on my lunch break today I saw this real bad-ass biker guy--leather vest, burly beard, grease on his face, spitting tobacco--you know the type.

He pulled up to the light I was stopped at and slightly revved the motor... on his silver vespa.


It reminded me of another time I was on Harrison Blvd. I saw a guy riding his motorcycle with one hand and talking on a cell phone with the other.

Really?

What could possibly be so important it would compel you to answer your phone?

"Dude. I need some help, are you busy?"
"Nah, it's cool. I'm just driving. What's up?"
"Is your window down?"
"No I'm on my bike."
"If I shave off all my body hair will it really grow back thicker and darker?"

BAM!

Motorbike guy hits a telephone pole, his friend shaves every square inch of his body, that guy's girlfriend dumps him, he's distraught and goes to work as a waiter at TGI Friday's where he messes up my order.

I said Jack Daniels chicken, not flat iron steak, moron.