Life is moving fast and slow at the same time. I can't believe that it's already the middle of July when it feels like the damn year just started! Ugh...let's move on.
Lot's of stupid going on 'round here lately. I think the older I get, society (mainly Americans) get dumber and dumber. Or, would it have something to do with my affiliation to the military? Hmmm....either way, the idiocy I have been witnessing on daily basis makes me want to laugh until I'm a crying ball of snot. Are parents not teaching their little monsters the 'Golden Rule' and/or the basics of manners? There are a few younger Airmen in my shop (born in the late 80's and early 90's..sheesh) that don't know how to say 'please' and 'thank-you' or 'bless you' when one sneezes, or 'excuse me' when farting, burping or whatever. I hate teenagers and early twenty-somethings. Give me an oldschool, wooden Louisville Slugger baseball bat for training and rehabilitation. Violence seems to be the only way to get my point across.
Also, there is a guy who continues to text and e-mail me to 'give him a shout' or 'call when I get a chance' even though I have told him NO-WAY, NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. Do I really have to go uber-bitch on his ass? I really don't want to. That would cause drama, and I'm just not down with that. He's caused me to hate text-messaging and I dread checking my e-mail now. Douche.
On a brighter note, I'm heading home to Florida at the end of August. I haven't been home in over 2 years. I need some beach-time somthing fierce! Also, I'll be hitting up the roller-rink to get my skate on. Lol!
Alrighty...time to drink more beer.
Lot's of stupid going on 'round here lately. I think the older I get, society (mainly Americans) get dumber and dumber. Or, would it have something to do with my affiliation to the military? Hmmm....either way, the idiocy I have been witnessing on daily basis makes me want to laugh until I'm a crying ball of snot. Are parents not teaching their little monsters the 'Golden Rule' and/or the basics of manners? There are a few younger Airmen in my shop (born in the late 80's and early 90's..sheesh) that don't know how to say 'please' and 'thank-you' or 'bless you' when one sneezes, or 'excuse me' when farting, burping or whatever. I hate teenagers and early twenty-somethings. Give me an oldschool, wooden Louisville Slugger baseball bat for training and rehabilitation. Violence seems to be the only way to get my point across.
Also, there is a guy who continues to text and e-mail me to 'give him a shout' or 'call when I get a chance' even though I have told him NO-WAY, NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. Do I really have to go uber-bitch on his ass? I really don't want to. That would cause drama, and I'm just not down with that. He's caused me to hate text-messaging and I dread checking my e-mail now. Douche.
On a brighter note, I'm heading home to Florida at the end of August. I haven't been home in over 2 years. I need some beach-time somthing fierce! Also, I'll be hitting up the roller-rink to get my skate on. Lol!
Alrighty...time to drink more beer.
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weatherpunk:
Yay for roller-rink & beach time. Boo for stalker! Is this the same putz from a few weeks ago?
grayness:
Beer is sadly, so often the best answer to human idiocy. The Louisville slugger approach is fine as far as I'm concerned, but not widely accepted. 