Socialists or quasi-socialists of any stripe. When they start talking, I feel like I am surrounded by thugs who are proclaiming just what they are going to do with me when they get the chance. I don’t want anything from them other than to be left in peace. It is completley one-sided. Sort of on the same idea: unions. I feel like people are always charging the castle for no good reason when, in reality, they could have had their own damn castle a long time ago if they had spent that energy doing something productive.
Preach it! Back in the summer, I’m waiting to pull into a slot on the passenger side of another car where they’e loading the groceries (just a couple bags left), the woman closes the passenger door and walks around, and the man proceeds to park the cart in the space I waiting to pull into! I roll my window down and say “Excuse me, would you mind placing the cart in the corrall?”, I got a dirty look but at least the lazy douche put the cart away. I waited 'til they left before getting out of the car, just in case anybody had any “keying” ideas.
This really is something that was bothering me a little while ago: Charlie’s family in Charlie and the Chocolate factory. What a piece of White trash that family is. The father seems normal enough until you hear that he has some crap job at a toothpaste factory. Why couldn’t he get promoted to something better if he worked there that long and why didn’t he just get another job if it was that bad? It doesn’t sound like that career path wouldn’t be very hard to replace. They are desperately poor and yet I don’t see the mother contributing anything to the household budget.
Of course, you can see the root of the problem right in front of you. The grandparents just lay in bed all day. Both sets of grandparents managed to go their entire lives without accumulating any assets or planning for retirement. Instead, they just move right on in with the kids and suck the blood right out of them too.
Unfortunately, this doesn’t bode well for little Charlie. He seems like a nice enough kid but he has been exposed to his family’s “financial savvy” for way too long. Who knows, maybe it’s genetic. We do know that as soon as he gets money he blows it all on contests with extraordinary odds. Hmmm, I think I have seen something similar at convenience stores around here.
They don’t often show the sequel to CATCF because that is the part where Charlie runs the entire place into the ground because he has no financial skills whatsoever.
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I hate slackers. Those people who manage to get away with the least work possible by always looking busy but doing nothing. Even worse are bosses who can’t tell the difference between them and people like me who work twice as hard and pick up the slack.
I also hate people who bitch about me behind my back. Got a problem? Tell me. None of this highschool crap, ok? We’re adults.
I hate Indian kids who sidle up to me trying to be friendly because they know I’m not terribly traditional but preface their tentacles of amicability with statements like “I usually don’t hang out with Indian kids/other Indian people” blahblahblah-I-am-so-alternativecakes. Then WTF are you coming up to me for, hoser? There’s something that just annoys about that. These are the same losers who think that whatever they do, they’re treading somewhere the rest of us haven’t…shut up with all your angst! Damn.
Nothing raises my blood pressure faster than someone assuming I’m Latino and then lecturing me about “abandoning my culture” when I tell them I don’t speak Spanish. This is almost a daily occurence since I moved to California.
Telling me I’m too young/cute/short to be an attorney. I want to kick these people in the shins but they are usually outside clients so all I can do is smile grimly and allow my vein to pulse.
People who can’t move fast enough at green lights. I thought this was just a rural IL thing but it happens all the time where I live, too.
I used to get people thinking I was Latino, too, but I took Spanish in high school and college, so would just answer them in Spanish. 
I even had the accent, since it’s not terribly different from an Indian accent.
- People who don’t get the concept of looking where they walk. Especially in crowded places: ball games, shopping malls. I’m minding my own business and someone I see coming is looking off to the side and walking right at me, not even caring if they walk into a damn wall or into someone. Shit people, your eyes are in the front of your head for a reason!
- People with colds that cough all over the room, or wipe their faces with their hands and hand you change, or want to shake your hand or what have you.
being in a hurry at the grocery store, and there are only x amount of open cashiers, and every single one is either occupied by someone with a cart packed with food or a senior citizen that can’t seem to pick those groceries up out of their basket. And another thing: people that occupy both sides of the escalator. You stand on the right side; you walk up the stairs on the left side. Period. I can almost feel the vessels in my head dilating.