Ranting ala Jane

six piles of dog shit... i counted them.. there's only six piles.

so, what gives the right to some rude couple that vacations in the house next to me-- maybe 3 times a year-- to badger me about dog crap in MY yard AND tell me that i should work in my yard before they come back?

uhhh.. extended middle finger to you assholes .. compliments of sweet jane.

i've always been told to respect my elders. so, naturally, i didn't respond with something sarcastic or rude in return. i didn't even explain that i had no time or desire this week to freeze my ass off in the SNOW and work in my yard. but, i'm really tempted to shovel those 6 piles and throw them right on the manicured grass of that vacation home.... that assholes will be compliments of our dog - Scooter.

now, i don't mind stupid people.. because you can't fix stupid. but, blatant rudeness drives me absolutely nuts. here's my thought on that....you have a choice when you interact with society, and if you choose to be a total ass candle to your fellow man or woman, you immediately rank high on my shit list. considering the number of jerk stains that i've encountered lately, that list is growing by the minute.

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obviously, rudeness seems to be multiplying lately and if i attempted to write a blog about each experience, i'd end up with carpal tunnel for sure. in short, here's my vent for now:

****people can't you manage a cordial wave of thanks when I'm forced to slam on my brakes and wait for your fat ass and 20 illegitimate kids to jay walk right in front my truck? i don't give a shit if you have the right away or not...how hard is it to wave or nod in acknowledgement that my brakes work, and you're thankful I didn't take out part of your Cash Aid check by running over a few of your munchkins? instead, you give me that "yeah you better stop, bitch" look.. ok.. two words for you "parent of the year"... CROSSWALK & CONDOMS!

**** then, there are those people who can't say "please or "thank you". is it me or are these two phrases the cornerstones of a civilized society? did your mother actually forget to teach you the importance of these words? a simple acknowledgement that i held the door open for you would be nice--do I look like your personal doorman or something? i bet you'd have something to say if i let the door close in your face and knock out your other THREE teeth.

**** oh and people that repeatedly interrupt when others are talking irritate me. look, we all do it occcasionally, and i know sometimes it's difficult to contain your thoughts until the other person is finished talking. but, when you consistently interrupt me in the middle of a conversation, you're rude and deserve to be ball gagged! seriously.

****finally, i can't go on a rant without capitalizing on the soccer moms that annoy me especially during baseball season. there is a reason that i avoid you bottom heavy bitches at games. first off, your child is not GOD and won't play in the MLB after high school, so get over it. if i wanted to hear about how wonderful your bastard of a kid is throughout the entire game, i'd be up in your face talking to you in the same matching stretch pants that you're wearing because you can't fit into anything else. instead, i avoid your Weeble Wobble ass and restrain myself from telling you exactly what i think about your need to live through your child and look down at me.

is it just me or is politeness too much to expect from people anymore?