Chewing gum stuck to my shoes, YUCK!!!!

It happened again today, I stepped in someone's discarded chewing gum out in the parking lot of the grocery store.   Now not only did I step in that gooey mess, it stuck to my shoe, and I had trouble scraping it off.

Why do people not discard their gum in a more sanitary fashion?   It's totally disgusting.   Almost as disgusting as those people who constantly hawk goobers and spit.   Why do I need to step around that?   It makes me sick to my stomach to even see that.   

Just think about it people.   If your kid doesn't want to finish his strawberry milkshake, don't pour it on the ground, throw the dang thing away.   Same goes for any organic material you're too blinking lazy to chuck.   

Car buying...

I hate, hate, hate buying a car, which is why my current one has over 136 thousand miles on it.   I've resisted, dragged my feet, argued against and finally had to give in to the idea that I need to buy a more reliable car.   Mine is almost worn out.   I've taken good care of it, and I still like it, but I'm giving in, and am looking for a new vehicle.

But why do the car dealers have to make you wait and twiddle your thumbs before they can get you an answer on what the vehicle costs.   I mean I have a calculator right in my phone, I can figure out interest rates, can look up invoices, availability, etc., on my phone and it only takes me as long as I can punch out the numbers to get an answer.    I feel like a kid waiting out side the principals office to see what the punishment is for the infraction I just committed.    I know the waiting game is part of the deal, but my time is valuable as well, and the idea of having to commit an entire day to the purchase or lease of a vehicle is really frustrating to me.   

I think the next time I walk into a dealer, I'm going to go in with a briefcase full of work, or maybe just my laptop and tell them that I'm busy at the moment and will get back to them as soon as I finish this piece of work.    

Smile...

Have you ever had a perfect stranger come up to you in the store and tell you to smile?   Do you not want to pop them one and see if they want to continue to smile.    I'll smile when I have something to smile about, not on command.   GEEEZ...   What is there about them that makes them so special? hmmmmm.... 

I think the next time I'll unload on them and then ask them what I have to smile about.  Just like I did a few  years ago.   I had popped into my local grocery store for some item or another, and some ASSHAT came up to me and told me to smile, that things couldn't be all that bad.   I just looked at him and said, "gee, I just buried a family member, I lost my job, I need to move out of my house because I can't afford it, and now my car won't start half the time.   What do I have to smile about?"   He just smirked and walked off.   I did restrain myself and didn't lob the can of soup I had in my hand at him, but I was sure tempted. 

Texting idiots

So I'm leaving the grocery store, backing out very slowly so as to miss the idiot who is standing in the middle of the lane, texting.   Grrrrrr   The lady he was with was talking away on her phone and was at least standing next to her vehicle. 
Tell me something, do people who are texting think they're invincible and do they think they have a force field surrounding them so they can't get hit?    

Facebook, et al.

I didn't jump on the Facebook bandwagon until a few years after it started.  And in fact I've only been on there a little over two years, but I got hooked, really enjoyed posting pictures, seeing what friends were up to, and family as well.   I've even been lucky enough to connect with a few people who I had lost touch with, which is great.   However, I've had to back way away from Facebook lately.  Why do they keep re-inventing the freakin' concept.   If it ain't broke, don't fix it.  Every time they re-engineer Facebook, we get faced with all kinds of  'new security risks'.   I won't click on links to Youtube, who knows what kind of security risks are coming in, we keep getting warned about malware, trojans, and other threats to our computers.   And always after the PTB have 'improved' our Facebook experience.     So, I took all my information off of Facebook, the only thing you'll find on there from me is a very old photo, and possibly every so often a picture I want to share with my friends.  As to all the pictures, I'll be posting them here on my other blog. 

Rants and ravings...

I hate having to think of a catchy title for posts, but thought I would start this blog off right.   This is going to be my place to rant, rave, stamp my feet, and vent.   How about that?  And if you give a flying fluglehoffer about that, then more power to you.   I really try not to swear, and I don't always succeed, but I do try to at least use some more colorful language than 'swear words', such as 'blue blinking bananas''. 

My rant of the day, and it's probably one that a lot of people have:

Why do people feel the need to pass you on the road when you're driving a mile or two above the speed limit and then promptly slow down as soon as they've passed?  I mean, what is going through their brain?  Can't they look at their speedometer and see that you are traveling at the posted rate, and if they just stay there they'll be driving at the posted rate as well?   What is in their brains that they just can't stand to be behind someone?