Daily Gripe

Hello, my name is Stu. Today my gripe is with the drug companies that make containers. Nasal sprays come in a white bottle with that elongated squirt top that one places discreetly up the nose. I can not survive without my nasal spray.

Recently I had to purchase Scalpacin. This gets rid of the flaky dandruff that at times crops up on my top. It comes in a white plastic bottle with an elongated squirt top very much like my nasal spray.

In the heat of the moment I grabbed my Scalpacin and squirted it up my nose. The bottles are almost identical and when in severe desperation one can get confused. I no longer have flaky dandruff in my nose hairs which do seem to grow with age.

So my complaint to bottle makers is to make nasal spray and hair treatments in completely different shapes and colors. Stop making life so difficult for the consumers.

Sinuscerly,

Mr. Pid

"A day without a perdurable is like a day without sunshine"

"A day without a perdurable is like a day without sunshine"

Daily Gripe

Hello, my name is Stu and today my gripe is with 'those people' who do not maintain the speed limit. You know who you are - you drive 20 in a 45 mile an hour speed limit. You are someplace else - other than driving down the road. Most likely in your permanent state of 'la la land'.

Let's speed it up a notch. Step on that gas pedal just s little bit more. I'm behind you and I have places to go, people to see and things to do. Obviously you have nothing better to do than cause traffic congestion wherever you go and that would be in a slow motion.

If the speed limit says 45 - please - at least do 35. I'm not asking you to speed just go with the flow and STOP inhibiting traffic flow. Get out of the way, get off the road, stay home or park that car. Better yet - turn in your license and take a taxi. This is a fast moving mobile society and we do not have time for your star gazing - do that in your backyard and then you are off the streets causing havoc.

Give us all a break! Stay off the streets!

Slowly fuming,

Mr. Pid

Daily Gripe

Hello, my name is Stu. Today my gripe is with people who install low rider mailboxes. This may seem trivial to some but to the postal carrier it may be an outrage. Not enough to go postal over but it sure is pushing those buttons.
Mailboxes have to be a certain height regulation and this is the law from our government. Rules are rules and they should not be broken. How does the postal worker reach these low slung mailboxes with ease? Most likely they must get out of their funny little white jeep and place the mail into the low rider boxes.
Every time I walk past one of these low slung mailboxes that are truly breaking the law I feel the urge to push it all the way over to the ground. That would most likely make the mail carriers job extremely difficult. I certainly do not want to cause added stress to any postal worker.
So get with the program and put your mailbox at the regulation height like the rest of us. If you are a troll then move to the woods.

Sincerely,

Mr. Pid

Daily Gripe

Hello, my name is Stu. Today my gripe is with people who use their cell phone's in public for private conversations. First, turn down that ringer as I can hear it from four booths away from you. Put it on vibrate and then perhaps it will shake up a few of the brain cells that you have left. And take that stupid thing out of your ear - you look like an alien and perhaps you are.
If you want a personal conversation take it outside. I'm sitting down trying to relax over breakfast and I have to listen to YOU talking with your attorney about being sued. Can I sue you fro being ignorant and stupid? I don't really care that you are behind in your mortgage payments. I pay mine and don't tell the world.
Who cares if your wife is sleeping with your best friend. Now would be the time to dump the wife or get a new best friend. I have enough of my own issues to contend with and I don't care about yours at 8 AM over coffee. Shut up, sit down and eat your breakfast in quiet. That's what the rest of us are trying to do and ignore your chatter.
Do we really need all these gory details and trash talk? No, you are not in this cafe to entertain us. Shut up and turn that phone off or take it to the back alley. If I was a server I would spill coffee on your cell phone.

Silently,

Mr. Pid

Daily Gripe

Hello, my name is Stu. Today my gripe is with old people in Florida that wear sweaters all year long. I know that Florida is the land of the living dead and you must be here to stay warm but do you really need that sweater on? It's 80 degrees with 100 % humidity and I cannot breathe. I see you out for a walk this morning (and that is a good thing you are still active) with long pants and a heavy sweater. Come on - you can't be cold!
I sit inside my house in my old raggedy recliner with the feet up watching the ballgame, sipping the brew and sweating like a hog. I'm not even dressed doing nothing but sitting and it's sweating to the oldies. You are outside in the intense morning sun with temperatures well into the 80's walking at a good pace dressed for a blizzard. Are you really that cold? Is this what I have to look forward to in my old age? I might just as well move back up north and enjoy the cold weather.

Sweatingly,

Mr. Pid

Daily Gripe

Hello, my name is Stu. Today my gripe is with 'those people' that do not edge their sidewalks. It states it right there in the deed restrictions paragraph 4 line 3A. All sidewalks and driveways must be edged and kept neat. So there are many of you and a few in particular that have never ever edged their sidewalks or driveways. Not only does this look tacky but in the morning this overgrown mass that flows across the sidewalk contains moisture.
When I walk the dog in the early hours of the day to avoid the intense heat of the Florida sun I must walk across your dewy grass covered sidewalk. I walk the dog wearing my Kino sandals the very best handmade Florida sandals. You can travel to the factory in Key West and watch the crafters make sandals right before your eyes. They are leather and when wet are not very comfortable to walk in our they try to slip off my feet. If your sidewalk was edged properly the way it should be I would not have this horrific morning issue. You are making my morning walks difficult and I resent that.
So get your act together and edge that sidewalk and abide by the rules set up by the community in which we both reside. If you cannot perform this task by yourself use your stimulus paycheck reward and hire someone to do your work.

Soggily,

Mr. Pid

Daily Gripe

Hello, my name is Stu. Today my gripe is with new neighbors who don't follow the neighborhood rules. I realize these are not posted rules just common sense rules. Apparently these new neighbors have no common sense.
The first thing they did was install a flood light in their backyard that is adjacent to my backyard. It's not an ordinary flood light it technically belongs on an airport runway. Huge and bright are words I would use to describe the light. This airport light shines directly into my bedroom. I cannot sleep with the blinds open and enjoy the wonderful gulf breeze due to this new airport light installation.
I have thoughts of getting out my B.B. gun. But I wouldn't want to miss the airport floodlight that now keeps me up all night and hit their dog instead. Lets see, if I hit the dog there will be no more barking 24/7. And if I ignore the flood light I may be able to get some sleep. When my dog barks I bring him inside so he does not disturb the neighborhood. He normally only barks for a reason.
Two strikes and these new neighbors are off to a bad start in my book of neighborly etiquette.

Neighborly,

Mr. Pid

Daily Gripe

Hello, my name is Stu. Today my gripe is with certain people who use bathroom sinks. You know who you are. You use bathroom sinks in your home and in public places to brush your teeth. This may sound trivial but it is not. When brushing your teeth you spit out gobs of toothpaste that then stick (like super glue) to the sides and sometimes the edge of the sink. Occasionally there is a little green or brown gunk stuck with the mess. I am assuming the brown gunk is from your excess chewing tabacky that you keep stuck inside your mouth. That's gross and you smell like smoke, actually you stink but no one will ever tell you. The green glob stuck in the toothpaste stuff is probably drips from your infected nasal passages. This is also extremely gross to look at so early in the morning.
My advice to you - clean out the sink when you are done scrubbing your ivory whites. Do not leave that tell tale toothpaste scum for everyone else to look at. Who knows what kind of germs are harbored in that mass of repulsive goop. Surely you don't do this intentionally. Or do you? I will not clean up after you.

Sloberly,

Mr. Pid

Daily Gripe

Hello, my name is Stu. Today my gripe is with the packaging of medicine. I have wasted my precious time sitting in the doctor's office waiting to be called for my scheduled appointment. Then, I am losing more of my precious time waiting for a prescription to be filled. Now, the last battle to be fought is opening the darn packaging to get to the medicine. The miracle pills that should be curing me are pushing me over the edge closer to an anxiety attack.
The clever packaging has five separate compartments for the tiny little pills. Getting these compartments open is like breaking into Fort Knox. The directions state to gently push the pill through the foil. Have you ever tried to push a boulder up a mountain using a toothpick? It cannot be accomplished.
I have resorted to cutting open each individual compartment trying to get the little miracle pill. I even have difficulty trying to cut these open with a sharp pair of scissors. It's like cutting through strips of metal. These are beyond child proof. At last I cut open the super strength package and the tiny little pill flies high in the air, falls fast and slides beneath the refrigerator. Thank goodness the fridge is on wheels and can be removed with little effort. My blood pressure is most likely off the chart at this point in time. I find the little white pill hiding in a dark pile of dust bunnies. That's got to be germ free. Once again my time is being wasted and all I want to do is get over this bug.

Sincerly sick,

Mr. Pid

Daily Gripe

Hello, my name is Stu. Today my gripe is with pharmacies. I am at my doctors office and he writes me a prescription and he sends it directly to my pharmacy. What a grand solution to the prescription issue. I am so impressed and we have saved yet another tree or perhaps a forest. I'm feeling quite lousy but I drive straight to my pharmacy - Publix. This drive takes about 25 minutes.
I step through the automatic doors hop on the scales, frown and move over to the blood pressure station. I'm still alive. I walk with confidence right to the 'pick-up' window. I give them my name and smile. The gruff pharmacist (not one of my favorites at this location) grumbles they do not have my prescription. I begin with, "My doctor sent it over through the Internet."
The not so friendly pharmacist says, "Oh I haven't looked at it."
Well, if this is supposed to streamline getting your medicine it does not work. Mr. Unpersonality looks up the information. "Be about 30 minutes," he grumbles.
It always takes about 30 minutes no matter what time or what day you drop off a prescription. There never seems to be anyone waiting desperately for their drugs but it is always 30 minutes. This must be a pharmacy standard that the public is not familiar with. I am too sick to sit again and wait for my illness curing pills.
I drive home to lie on the couch still feeling like a horse whipped puppy and wait till my prescription is filled. I am not happy with this situation that should work in a timely manner. Here I am looking at progress face to face and it's not a pretty sight.


Still sickly,

Mr. Pid

Daily Gripe

Hello, my name is Stu. Today my gripe is with doctors and scheduled appointments. I am constantly reminded by my doctors office about being on time for my appointment and canceling 24 hours in advance. If this time issue is so important why do you keep me stuck in limbo in the waiting room for 30 minutes. Can I send you a notice about my appointment being on time. Probably not! Why is it so utterly important to be there on time and then sit and wait?
After (30 min.) being totally bored and feeling like death warmed over with the person next to me hacking and coughing in my space my name is called. I am then escorted back to the exam room to sit and twiddle my thumbs for at least another 10 minutes before nurse Ratchett comes in to take my vitals. She probably wants to make sure I did not die in the waiting room. She takes my entire life's history even though she has done it numerous times in the past. She pokes and prods and says ever so sweetly, "The doctor will be right in."
What does 'right in' really mean? I sit for at least 15-20 minutes on the sterile, noisy, slippery white paper covered in a flimsy paper gown with the opening in the back freezing nearly to death. In walks the white knight to cure my ills. Five minutes later I am paying my bill. Then - I am off to the pharmacy and that is another rant.


Sickly,

Mr. Pid

Daily Gripe

Hello, my name is Stu. Today my gripe is with people who drive around with outdated bumper stickers on their cars. A little hint - get rid of them. Remove them from the bumper or your back window.
McCain/Palin did not win. Get over it, accept it, move on. I have even seen some GW/04 stickers on vehicles.
That was so last year. This is 2009, a new beginning. Start fresh. I'd rather see a 'stupid people suck' bumper sticker. Or my favorite 'COEXIST' in strange symbols. 'PETA' bumper stickers are really pushing the envelope but I can live with them.
So get some alcohol and peel off that loser bumper sticker especially the GW/04. And in your next life don't ever put those stickers on your car - they look tacky.

Sincerely,

Mr. Pid

Daily Gripe

Hello, my name is Stu. Today my gripe is with those that text. I personally have nothing against texting and I do not get involved with that kind of stuff. I'm too old for that and personally I enjoy talking face to face with people.
This texting addiction has gone too far. Yesterday, while standing in line at the pharmacy I watched the person or shall I say 'robot', texting. Even as she reached the cashier and he was ringing up her toiletries she still was texting. Her fingers were moving like lightning bolts and never once did she make eye contact with the clerk or speak to him.
Come on, you're at the store buying stuff shouldn't you be watching what he is ringing up? I guess not.
What is so important that you cannot put down that stupid instrument for 3 minutes? Who are you texting? Is this a national emergency that cannot wait? Or are you just talking trash to an anonymous friend?
I watched her walk out to her car all the while those fingers were flying across that tiny minute screen. She climbed in the car with one hand on the wheel and the other on the cell phone and away she went. There's an accident waiting to happen.
On I went to the theatre to sit through 20 minutes of commercials. At least three times the audience was told to silence their cell phones and no texting. Sure enough after the movie started someones cell phone went off. The person in front of me was texting through the entire movie. Why pay to see a movie? Why not sit out in the lobby and text till you drop. It would sure save you some money.
I would like to invent an electronic device that interferes with texting. I could point the remote at someone and their texting would go wild. I could call it - 'Texting terror tactics'.

Sincerely,

Mr. Pid

Daily Gripe

Helo my name is Stu. Today my gripe is with those who litter. Yes, tossing cigarette butts on the earth is littering. That means you!
Yesterday as I was sitting at a stoplight waiting for the green arrow and the moron in front of me to put down the cell phone and drive I noticed all the cigarette butts along the side of the road.
If one picked up all those cigarette butts and laid them end to end they could reach from here to there. Not only is it disgusting looking it is LITTERING. Why do smokers think it is not LITTERING? If you must do the nasty deed of smoking (it's your shortened life) do it with class and concerns for our earth.
Do not tossed that small piece of filter anywhere except in an acceptable container. Please use caution and do not throw that butt in a can of dry twigs and newspapers.
If you smoke please smoke responsible and place your butts (both of them) where they belong and stop defacing our planet.
You are breaking the law and destroying our environment and I resent that. I would like to pick up a ton of these nasty remains and dump them in your front lawn. How would you like that?

smoldering,

Mr. Pid