April 29, 2010
I am asking everyone who is angry about something to tell me why you're angry.
But before you type what you're angry about, ask yourself "why does this make me angry?"
Now I know the majority of people's voiced problems are political, but why? I mean other than some monetary issues, why does this make you so mad?
Why does the price of the census cause you to write a blog about it? I mean really, how much does it PERSONALLY affect you.
I'll gladly start... (also, if anyone comes in here and starts bashing people, over their opinions, I'll shut this down, and you appropriately. I'm not playing this insulting each other back and forth on the internet game. It is quite frankly in the mildest terms possible, a wuss move. I doubt, any of you would say some of these things to one another's face, and I have seen how many people actually avoid physical confrontation, which I think is human nature, but that will come in another blog)
The number one thing that makes me angry, and trust me I'm a happy guy, I've got money, a nice car, a nice house, a hot girlfriend and a cool dog;
Pure and simple. I despise how people in this area are so assuming and racist, sexist and straight up bigots. I will purposely dress bad sometimes to see how many reactions I get from people. I have fun with it. I will go somewhere like Belk to buy a shirt and be dressed in basketball shirts and a stained white Hanes tee shirt and you would not believe how many up-nosed looks I get. When I get to the register (if any of you know who I am talking about there is that little twerp of a manager who thinks he's better than anyone) will barely acknowledge me, and while I am purchasing a $72 Lacoste polo, actually ask me do I know how much the shirt is....I can read pal, and yes, this is a real Rolex, Presidential Day-Date to be exact, close to 21 thousand, see the sweeping movement? The audacity of the dude. I wish there weren't lawyers sometimes so I could back smack him, forget using a fist, fists are reserved for men, this dude warrants only a back hand against the face, and maybe the other side for good measure.
Never judge a book by it's cover.