The Obvious, Child

Take two brainless tubolards and stick em on an escalator side by side and have them just stand there in a perfect demonstration of the techniques they used to become tubolards in the first place. It used to be that when I found myself impeded behind these self absorbed and inconsiderate pieces of human flotsam, I would practice my zen patience mode.
Now I just charge past them with a loud and sarcastic "Excuse me!" hoping they will fall and break their necks and die.

Zen can really make you waste a lot of time.

Another big time waster is those single slotted screws that the screwdriver always manages to slip off, epecially if you are using a power drill with a bit to drive the screw. Single slotted screws should not even exist, they should be removed from the market and the people who make and distribute them should be dragged from their homes in the middle of the night and screwed to death in front of their families. Nothing lower than a cross head or Phillips screw should be on the market...square head or Roberts screws are better. Oh yeah, and I have a special hatred for the jerks who design a fixture of any sort that requires screws and different types of screws are required to assemble it forcing you to constantly change drivers or bits. What are those morons thinking? What is their damn point? Its got to be intentional. I hate them with a passion.

What?

I could have this titled this blog Whine Spot because that's basically what I'm going to use it for...but the whining will be specific from me and aimed at listing the things that bug me on a daily basis (or from whomever might desire to comment and add their own versions of what bugs them). I call them petty aggravations...you know, the stupid and completely unnecessary things that we all have to put with in our day to day that cost us our sanity, our humor, our cash, our relationships, and worst of all, the precious and limited time we have to live. It especially should not be relegated to wasting life in or behind bars. We are all victims of junk that wastes our time.

People who waste your time are murderers. They consume large and small chunks of your limited life span and that completely annoys me to no end. They are the original spammers and they deserve to die, and not slowly...that would be a waste of my time.

In the next post I will begin my list of petty aggravations, but for now I have to go to work...yes on Saturday, the bastards! Why do we have to work so freakin much just to pay rent anyway? Yeah yeah, I know, Dubya needs the cash cos he already blew our wad on Iraq and his freakin' bloodsucker elite chums.