Showing posts with label asshat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label asshat. Show all posts

Friday, December 18, 2009

WHAT IS A DUMBASS?

For years I've wondered what it is exactly that make a person a dumbass. I admit that I don't know what small bit of DNA contributes to it. I don't even need to know. But I know one when I see one. To wit:
A. The woman who used to be my demonic neighbor
B. The kid who drives slowly waiting for me to pass, then does anything to prevent my passing, or even getting back into the right lane (two times, weeks apart)
C. The stopped driver who waits and waits for me so he can pull out, then pulls out in front of me just before I get to him
D. The high-school teenager who does what driver C. does as she coaxes her little 4-cylinder up the hill that I'd already sped up for, then flips me off because I only had choices to pass her or take the ditch
E. Drivers who roll through a 4-way stop....because I'm already stopped
F. Slow, inattentive drivers who wake up when I pass, then are hell bent to stay on my back bumper
G. The driver who's in such a hurry to pull out in front of me to do 35 in a 55
H. The ignorant driver suicidally pulling into 60 mph traffic and thinking they can get to 60 in 2 seconds, but it takes them a minute and a half
I. The cell phoner who knows they have to stop at the light - but it's green
J. The so very cautious driver who waits and waits and waits for the oncoming car to pass by, the oncoming car that is 3/4 of a mile away and obviously doing 30
K. The "look at me" driver who just installed illegal bright-as-the-sun, purple HD headlights......aimmed higher than everyone else's, then gets road raged because you flashed him
L. The "pet lover" who lets her cute Fifi drive while she's on her cell phone
M. The "empathetic" driver who wants to let someone out of the parking lot, but it's just us two in line
N. The person who puts out garbage on Monday for it to blow into my yard before Friday pickup
O. The rocker down the street who wants to entertain the entire neighborhood with his new stereo
P. The payables clerk who relies too much on her out of date 'database' that didn't post my payment
Q. The banker who want ME to pay for doing my banking with him
R. The grocery sacker who put my chips in the bottom of the bag, under the gallon of milk
S. The chump who panhandles for chump change, then drives home in his new Caddie (maybe this one's not a dumbass)
T. The cop who assumes everyone's got a bale of cannabis in their trunk
U. The Democratic Party
V. The Nobel prize panel that chose the Democrat's 'change' president
W. The University of Colorado's Ward Churchill
X. The "global warming" chickens
Y. Anyone who characterizes a person attending a "tea party" as a communist
Z. Anyone who voted for 'change'
I'm out of letters, but I'm not out of dumbasses. Please Comment with your own list.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

WHO IS THE AGGREIVED, HERE?

Just what on Earth is going on in this country?
In just one generation many of us have experienced a virtual turnover of values, mores, and fingerpointing. Fingerpointing?
Perpetrators have become victims and victims have become perpetrators. My God in Heaven Above, just what on Earth is going on? Social scientists (yeah, those people) can explain it much better than I can; or claim they can. But UP is now DOWN and DOWN is, well, you know.
The poor, misguided murderer kills because he (or she) is a victim of, well who cares what. The actual victim no longer matters much. All the attention, aid, and resources are now lavished on what was once the perp. Alice in Wonderland all over again.
To wit: This past week I was headed home from work on a two-lane county road, my daily route. I am driving the road's speed limit, 55 MPH, when a young female twit (I really want to use a different spelling) runs a stop sign, turns in the same direction I'm traveling, and gently urges her four-cylinder car up the steep hill just beginning ahead of us. Remember, I'm at road speed - 55 - and just beginning the double-yellow-line uphill climb. My car has good brakes and I could have locked them up, but who knows whether the driver behind me observed the instant change of events, and whether I could have avoided the young, ah, twit's car's rearend that was just a headlight away.
I consider myself a good, defensive driver (as everyone thinks of themselves) and had already observed that there was no oncoming, downhill traffic. Rather than braking, I whipped into the left lane to pass her quickly. Speed was my ally since her little four-cylinder, high-yellow wanna-be 'sportscar' was struggling to gain uphill speed. "Good manuever", I thought as I whizzed past her, about to give her the evil eye, when I INSTANTLY BECAME THE PERPETRATOR RATHER THAN A NEAR-MISS VICTIM. The young twit (it's taking all I can muster to not change one letter here) has dispensed with her evil eye and is flipping me off. Ahhhhhhh, I see now! SHE HAS INTERPRETED IN HER LITTLE BLONDE HEAD THAT SHE IS THE VICTIM of my overzealous and bully-like passing! Well bull-ull-ull shit! She's wasn't even old enough to change her own crap-filled panties that day, much less old enough to interpret anything of driving value (no offense meant to you, Granddaughters. Just don't be like this twit).
I guess I was expecting her to just shrug an "I'm Sorry", but I didn't realize I'd become a perp by avoiding a potential mess - and passing on that double-yellow (not a really good idea, anyway). All I could do was shake my head as I drove on home, with her behind me, variously from 3 car lengths to half-mile back.
While I was doing a bit of figurative Fingerpointing toward her, Ms Twit was doing it literally toward me. Just what on Earth is going on in this country?