Reining in the Estrogen
Okay, I've regained some semblance of control, and I promise there will be no mention of cute little you-know-who this time around.Instead, let's get back to what I do best... judging people and bitching.
So the other day, I was at the gas station, filling my trusty little Toyota with overpriced fuel. It was busy at Arco. I was in an inside, tandem-style lane, boxed in between a luxury car driven by a B5 (bleached, botoxed, big-boobed bimbo) ahead of me and a normal guy with an average vehicle waiting behind me. The bimbo and I both finished filling our cars at the same time, returning the hose/nozzle back to the pump almost simultaneously. So imagine my horror when I realized that, even though she picked her belly-button lint while her car was fueling, now she decided to start washing her windows. My cold black heart filled instantly with rage. Remember I'm completely locked in, I can't move. I looked back at the guy behind me who shook his head in disbelief, and graciously backed up so that I could get out.
I wanted to kiss him but not as much as I wanted to bash her over-processed face in with a shovel.
8 Comments:
A pox on her!
It's amazing how some people can be so self-centered and inconsiderate. And yet there in the same place was a stranger who was considerate.
So annoying. This is why I hate people.
People like this keep my middle finger muscles well developed.
What are you gonna do? You know what I mean?
She sucks.
some people just need to get punched right in their soul.
Go figure a selfish woman like that with money like that would lower herself to wash her own windows. I mean, really... isnt that what like, poor people do? EW.
I live in a government town. There are a lot of rich douchebags here that I hate. I feel your pain.
B5? LOL
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