Congrats, you’re an arsehole…

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This is the thought that flows through my head whenever it happens.

That moment stuns. Did they just…really?

They did.

They failed to excuse themselves. “Excuse me…” “Pardon me…”

None at all.

By all means, please go ahead and stick your arm in front of my face.

Or stand way too close to me. It’s a good thing that Rheumatoid Arthritis isn’t catching.

Oh yes, and nearly run me down with your cart because you can’t look both ways and yield before turning out from the side aisle into the main aisle.

I wonder how you drive…

It’s the same thing. Really wish grocery stores would install stop signs in aisles!

But then, they’ll probably just run right through them. Just like they do at the crosswalk in front of the store.

Or in your neighborhood.

Stop…and think.

But they don’t.

It seems to have worsened since 2017, hasn’t it? Hrm.

So on that note, I wrote a little ditty of frustration! Enjoy:

I hate people.

People suck.

They run around.

Drive me nuts.

They don’t stop

Or signal turns.

They don’t pardon

With proper words.

They suck.

They suck.

They suck.

I give up.

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So, I see via my stats that this post is particularly popular.

Found it via Facebook, yes?

Why, you little stalker, you!

I have other posts of writings.

Please read them…

You might enjoy them.

And if you liked this little poem above, please let me know.

And use your turn signals.

One thought on “Congrats, you’re an arsehole…

  1. Rick Phillips

    But, hey I got there first. I know you wanted me to win, right? How could I have done that if I did not cut you off? You have to love what a gentleman I am to not say ,, what was it again? Oh never mind.

    Liked by 1 person

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