August 9, 2008 - Saturday 6:25 PM
 | Current mood:  bitchy Category: Life
Over many months of keeping these thoughts to myself,the time to share them is now. So I am going to release the Kracken. There is far too little space in my head to entertain these thoughts ANYMORE. I will break it down into categories. If by chance you fall into any of them, no offense meant.
First some music!
This is Your Life
The Dust Brothers
And you open the door and you step inside
We're inside our hearts Now imagine your pain as a white ball of healing light That's right, your pain The pain itself is a white ball of healing light I don't think so This is your life, good to the last drop Doesn't get any better than this This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time This isn't a seminar, this isn't a weekend retreat Where you are now you can't even imagine what the bottom will be like Only after disaster can we be resurrected It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything Nothing is static, everything is appalling, everything is falling apart This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life Doesn't get any better than this This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life And it and it's ending one-minute at a time You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else We are all part of the same compost heap We are the all singing, all dancing, crap of the world You are not your bank account You are not the clothes you wear You are not the contents of your wallet You are not your bowel cancer You are not your grande latte You are not the car you drive You are not your fucking khaki's You have to give up, you have to give up You have to realize that someday you will die Until you know that, you are useless I say let me never be complete I say may I never be content I say deliver me from Swedish furniture I say deliver me from clever arts I say deliver me from clear skin and perfect teeth I say you have to give up I say evolve, and let the chips fall where they may This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life Doesn't get any better than this This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life And it and it's ending one-minute at a time You have to give up, you have to give up I want you to hit me as hard as you can I want you to hit me as hard as you can Welcome to Fight Club If this is your first night, you have to fight
Things about types of people that fucking piss me off the most are:
ASSHOLES AND CUNTS
1. People who can get by by fucking people over constantly and never have to pay the price for the wrong that they do. (Flint, Benjamin Cody Hopper or whoever the fuck he is pretending to be today with the bad ink, in my home town in Frederick Maryland AND still using the fake Australian accent.)
This list is not finished. I do know a cunt but she is not worth my effort to type any further.
CELL PHONE USERS
1. People who talk on their cell phones while driving, and most are doing so and doing something only a moron would contemplate.
2.People who are on their cell phones in public being overly dramatic as if we really wanted to know who you boyfriend is fucking, or why you want to beat the shit out of so and so.
3. People who use choose not to hang up their cell phones before coming through my checkout line. I mean really, would I get away with being on the phone while cashiering them out of the check out line?
4. People who text in movie theaters. HELLO? We can see the LED light on your cell phone!
5. People who come into the store and stay on their phones, ask me for help, and then continue to carry on a conversation. I never ever go up to them and ask them if they need help while on the phone. EVER.
6. People who answer the phone while I am helping them. I can understand checking it, BUT to ignore me and still want me to help them after the fact when I have other people I could be helping. FORGET THAT!
musical interlude
Submarine
Bjork
When will it be time do document&183; do it now !
this submarine behaviour . do it now ! when time ? to return . do it now ! . do it now ! shake us out of the heavy deep sleep shake us now . do it now ! . do it now ! shake us out of the heavy deep sleep
CHILDREN AND PARENTS
1. Parents who do not teach their children proper manners before letting them go out ANYWHERE. I do not care if they are in their own yard, they still have the ability to learn NOT to shout out obscenities at passersby.
Let me break it down to you.
a. Only speak when spoken to. I just love it when I am trying to help a customer and their children interrupt me, and usually adding info to the conversation/lecture that is no where relevant to what I am talking about. OR they give me the nastiest looks. What ever happened to respecting your elders?
b. Do not touch ANYTHING that is not yours. Again, I am with a customer in a store where I sell vitamins. Little bottles, tons and tons of them. So, I am with Mrs. Smith who lets little Johnny scramble shelves and shelves full of these little vitamins all to hell. AND never ever does anything to tell them not to do it or make them stop. They do not make an effort to clean it up. All the while I am trying to help the parent but really want to mangle the kid and the mother.
c. Teach the children the difference between inside voices and OUTSIDE voices. Especially the family of five going on 6. (next rant is the impact of huge families on our environment) Spay and neuter after two births. PLEASE!
2. Parents who do not reinforce bad behavior with a good old fashioned ass beating. And screw rewarding behavior that is commonly expected out of the kids. Good for little Johnny he did not touch a thing at the store that he should not have. This does not merit any thing but acknowledgment. NOT a fucking toy or candy. Now, if little Johnny got a good report card? Sure, a night out with the family or some one on one time with parent if he is not an only child. Or some kind of treat with in reasopn, you know what I mean. Like, not a new car!
3. Parents who let their children get obese. Those are the people who need to get fined for child abuse. I swear people! Do not blame Mc Donalds and fast food resturants for making you morbidly obese. It is the people who go to them. It is kids who are dependent on them. Sue fast food resturants? Please! If little Johnny has horrid weight issues, his fat ass needs to be outside all day sweating and running around. Geesh, when I was a kid it was a good thing I loved to be outside. Because there was no Nintendo, PS3, X BOX, or much TV for that matter. It was natural to be outside every day unless it rained. We came in for lunch and then stayed out until the street lights came on. In the country we came in when we could not see the wire fences the kept you out of the pasture.
4. Parents who come into the store and want to buy laxatives or fiber for their ten year old and under. I ask them what the kid eats. And wouldn't you know it? They do not like fruits or vegetables. When I was a kid I was made to sit at the table and clean my plate. If I did not eat it for supper, it was breakfast and twice as nasty. Now gods forbid we do that, THAT would be some sort of abuse.
5. Kids that say they are bored. Bored?? I really do not know how to answer this. I do know that today that if a toy does not blink, squeal and move on it is own then it is BORING. There is no emphasis on imagination or creativity anymore.
More music, sweet music...
Pennyroyal Tea (unplugged)
Nirvana
I'm on my time with everyone
I have very bad posture Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea Distill the life that's inside of me Sit and drink Pennyroyal tea I'm anemic royalty Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld So I can sigh eternally I'm so tired I can't sleep Sit and drink pennyroyal Tea I'm a liar and a thief I'm anemic royalty I'm on warm milk and laxatives Cherry-flavored antacids. Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea Distill the life that's inside of me Sit and drink Pennyroyal tea I'm anemic royalty
JUST PLAIN ANNOYING
1. Germ phobes.(I know that there is a disorder that encompasses this fear, you all may sit down, I do not mean you.) I have never seen so many sick kids in my life and I do not think it is because I work in a health food store. I think it has to do with the fact that kids do not get the chance to be exposed to what ails them, babies are not being breast fed as they used to be, AND the rise in use of ANTI BACTERIAL products is hideous. They do not have a fighting chance to develop the anti bodies that they need to fight off the germs that we encounter in everyday life. So, the Doc's give them, what? ANTIBIOTICS, that's what? They have a potential to even further weaken their immune system even more by destroying the natural flora that they have along with what ever bug they need to get rid of in the process.
2. Passive aggressive behavior. I have said it before and I still maintain. This behavior must be the most maddening of them all. I do not even think I am going in to the details on this as I have written enough and it is pain killer time and veg time.
Have a wonderful evening or day what have you! One more song for the road.
My Cat
Jack Off Jill
My cat
Cool cat Good cat Pussy cat When I see him walking Makes no sense to me My cat is everywhere We watch him on TV My cat is amazing He can play the guitar He may not be an actor But he's a pussy superstar My cat Cool cat My cat is everywhere Sees what he can see He may not be an actor He acts atrociously My cat is amazing He can play the guitar He may not be an actor But he's a pussy superstar My cat isn't crazy he's everything to me My cat burns the bible And he thinks it's so funny He isn't very good He isn't very smart He may not be Picasso But he is a work of art Hates me as much as I hate you My cat Cool cat Good cat Pussy cat When I see him walking Makes no sense to me My cat is everywhere We watch him on TV My cat is amazing He can play the guitar He may not be an actor But he's a pussy superstar My cat isn't crazy He's everything to me My cat burns the bible And he thinks it's so funny He isn't very good He isn't very smart He may not be Picasso But he is a work of art My cat is handsome He can play the guitar He can break my arm in seven places He can eat a whole watermelon My cat my cat |
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