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 Today my gripe is with people who drive around with outdated bumper stickers on their cars.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
Monday, February 2, 2009
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
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
Sunday, February 1, 2009
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
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
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