Turn it down Douche

There I am sitting at a stoplight, minding my own business when he pulls up next to me.  You know the guy.  Thump Thump Thump music blasting from his air vents so loud that my rear view mirror is actually vibrating.  Really?  Are you that deaf? Douche.

Things my friend Robyn hates!

People who don’t spray air freshener after dropping a deuce. Air freshener + poop smell still smells better than just poop, spray it!

Starting the toilet paper roll.

Desserts that don’t taste as good as they look. What a waste.

People that complain about their situations but don’t do anything to get out of it.

People who don’t check their email.

Insanely complicated recipes (seriously do you really think I’m going to make that)

People who don’t watch their kids

People who don’t pick up their feet when they walk. Seriously the extra inch is too much effort for you?

Commercials at the movies, hello I pay to watch trailers and the movie not commercials

Hot guys who date ugly fat girls (that’s not fair J) yeah I’m sure she’s nice, who cares!

When you’re sitting on hold forever and no one has come on the line and you look over and realize the dumbass that put you on hold ACTUALLY hung up on you instead of transferring you

TYPING ALL IN CAPS

STOP IT!

People who don’t know how to use a turn signal

I hate people who don’t know how to use their turn signals.  Either they don’t use it at all (douche) or never turn the dang thing off (bag).

Inconsiderate People on cell phones

I hate inconsiderate people on cell phones.  You know who you are.  You are the person while the grocery clerk is checking you out  you chit chat on your cell phone.  You are the person who will only stop talking for a second to place your Starbucks order.You are the person at the next table in the restaurant talking so loud the entire restaurant has to be privy to listen to your harrowing story of the argument you had with your boyfriend.  You are the person in the car that has not learned the phrase “Hands Free”.  You are the person in Church who always “forgets” to change your ring tone to vibrate.  You are the person walking down the street talking into your blue-tooth so loudly it looks like you have just escaped from the loony bin.  You are the clerk at 7-11 who doesn’t even acknowledge my existence unless you count holding your hand out for my cash an acknowledgement. You know who you are.  Moron.

Monday Mornings

I hate Monday mornings.  Ah…Friday afternoon walking out of the office with a spring in my step…the entire weekend ahead of me!  So much to do, so much time to do it in. Blink…Monday morning is here.  What did I accomplish?  Hmm…laundry? Nope. Car wash? Nah. Floors washed? Hardly.   Nap? Check.  TV watching? Completed.  More naps? Done. Oh well. At least I got some stuff done…back to work. Happy Monday.

People who eat with their mouth open

I hate people who eat with their mouths open.  Gross. Close your mouth trash.

Dancing with the stars

I hate dancing with the stars.  Sorry. Just. Don’t. Get. It.

People who can’t figure out the ATM machine

I hate people who can’t seem to work the ATM machine.  I mean come on!  How hard is it?

Slow People at salad buffets

I hate slow people at salad buffets.  You know the kinda place..Sweet Tomato, Soup Plantation…even the salad bar at Sizzler. It never fails I get behind some slow poke who has to inspect each piece of lettuce, pick just the right slice of cucumber, pick the shrimp out of the shrimp salad leaving just a mess of crap for everyone else..selfish! And SLOW. How long does it take to drizzle ranch dressing on your salad…I mean seriously. Arrgggh!