I’ve been thinking a lot about the types of days that I have been having and it’s been rough out there. So I’ve decided that along with counting my blessings, some bitching is in order. So, here’s my first Weekly Hate.
1. I absolutely hate when people put stick figure family decals on their cars. Hate. What I hate even more is when they put the names of the people in the family too.
2. I hate when people don’t park correctly in parking spaces. They park on the line, they park on a slant and they make it absolutely difficult for me to park. So, if my luck would have it, the last parking spot available is near you so I have to do all of these maneuvers to park my car. Jerk.
3. I hate when people go to McDonald’s and act like they don’t know what they want. People… the menu may change slightly from time-to-time, but trust and believe that the McDonald’s menu is the same. We humans are creatures of habit, especially when we are faced with too many choices- therefore, you know you’re gonna get the same thing you got last time you came to McDonald’s. I always get either a 2 cheeseburger meal or a Filet-O-Fish. So, my biggest question is- do I want beef or fish. If you don’t know what you want, don’t get on line! I don’t want to stand there waiting listening to you say “Uhhhhh. Ummmm.”
Back of the line fool!
Photo borrowed from Flickr
4. I hate when people are more concerned with my health than I am. The other day I posted on Facebook “Should I stop for donuts?” and really the question was related to tardiness. I was wondering “If I stop, will I be late for work?” but I have a friend who I like to call the Food Police. Every time I mention eating something that she thinks I shouldn’t be eating it becomes this big “Oh. My. God. I can’t believe that you eat that. Do you know what’s in that?” conversation.
How do I eat it? Easy. With my mouth wide open. Do I know what’s in it? No. And do I care? It’s absolute goodness- that’s what’s in it. If I want to eat a friggin’ donut or go to McDonald’s- that’s my prerogative. Mind your own damn business. You sit there and eat your Kale and your nuts and stuff like that. I’ll eat what I want to eat. It also bugs me because I believe in “everything in moderation” so I don’t eat donuts everyday. In fact, this was my first donut in a few months, but whatever, I wanted one and? I brought donuts for my co-workers (win!). Dear Food Police, you eat what you wanna eat and let everyone else eat what they wanna eat. The end.
I’ll have more hate next week. In the meantime. What are you hatin’ on this week? Let me know.