October 2010
3 posts
How To Behave at a Concert
Later this month, I’ll be traveling to see my favorite band of all time perform a concert in New York City. Of course, rarely can I go to see a concert without some rude motherfucker, or more often, whole groups of motherfuckers, acting generally retarded and making shit difficult. Not that this will work, but I have prepared a short list of rules for basic concert etiquette. If one of you...
Make Your Fucking Brats Behave, Or Else
Recently, I had the extreme displeasure of dealing with a clueless woman’s bratty, hyperactive hellspawn on a recent trip to the grocery store. Oddly, I don’t run into this shit too often. The worst it usually gets is one loud, crying baby or toddler, maybe two on a bad day. I suppose I’m goddamn lucky in that regard. Of course, that sort of luck makes the egregiousness of this...
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Some People Have Problems
I would like to tell you all a little story about my bus ride home the other night. I climbed aboard my usual bus, and sat in my usual spot. Along the way, the bus stopped and picked up a man who clearly was suffering from a mental disorder, most likely schizophrenia, as he was rambling and ranting and raving out loud. Still, he possessed enough of his facilities to get on the bus to go...