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I am. I don't know why. I really want to find some random asshole and just pound his skulls through pavement. Then go about on some random property damage, preferably to houses in wealthy gated communities. Why? Because I think they need some spice in their lives.
And what is it with assholes at coffee houses who INSIST on sitting near the outlets for laptops, hogging up all the tables around said outlets, all the while having ABSOLUTLEY NOTHING TO PLUG IN???? There are tables open everywhere. Sit at another one, and let those of us coming in here to get some fucking work done the ability to do so.
(Quick plug, I'm at the Coffee Grounds in Terre Haute, Indiana, near Highway 41 on E. Wabash Ave. - wireless internet access for free, good coffee and pastries and baked goods, liberal ownership, looks like a hole in the wall, quality establishment. Visit there the next time you come through or die).
ATM Machines - what the FUCK is so hard about these things? Insert card. Type in PIN. Select option. Enter amount. Take cash, take receipt, take card, get the fuck out of the way. Hard? No. Time to balance your checkbook and make your mortgage payment when four or five cars are piled up behind you? Definitely no.
And I won't even get started on the women in my life who insist on doing everything possible to piss me off.
Finally, if you write virus/worms/trojans/whatever, please, please, get a life. You contribute nothing of value to society. You are scum. Do something productive like kneecapping random folk on the street.
That is all.
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