I hate shopping because of the jarheads who block aisles and intersections, block access, talk on their cellphones loudly, walk four abreast, walk in the wrong direction, bump into me and get indignant, treat cashiers like dirt, and slob around shopping wearing sweatsuits or other clothing inappropriate for public and watching a hundred clueless morons chewing wads of gum like fucking cows who've had lobotomies.

I hate going to movies because of the talkers and the shitbag filth who can't eat with their mouths closed.

I hate going to the cheaper restaurants, that might otherwise have good food, because of the screaming kids, the loudmouth adult assholes who can't keep their conversation at their table, the utterly ridiculous fuckwits who eat with their coats on and hats on, or who wear clothing completely inappropriate for public, who treat waitstaff like dirt, and who don't turn their cell phones off.

Those are all the people who should be the ones to stay home. But no, it doesn't work that way, because people who are that fucking dumb are too fucking dumb to realize what obnoxious, jackal-spwan boors they are, and so they flock to public places to make life miserable for the 10 percent of the population who have self-control, restraint, and a sense of dignity and shame.


(and I do apologize for my lack of creativity in beginning this rant with a sentence in passive voice, but it seemed to work better that way)