I am turning into a misanthrope. I seem to expect the worst from humanity and am never dissapointed. I am dealing with this by being sarcastic.
I was going for a walk and someone asked the spouse for directions. They immediately continue on their journey without acknowleding the help they received. I responded by saying very loudly "You are welcome!" I think I need to quell this urge to be Ms. Manners. I don't expect Yuppies to deal with my outburst via gunshots but you never know in Virginia.
Did I mention that my neighboors lack manners. Or perhaps they hate me? I said Good morning to one and they ignored me. This happened twice. Also their sniveling beasts barked at me quite feriouciously. Yuck, reader I hate them and their little dogs.
My neighboors across the street have lived their for 9 years and have never said hello to me once. They park their fleet of Mercedes in visitor parking and I never report them! Gosh, they have the audacity to put political signs in their front yard too. When they peep out their window to see who is on the sidewalk, I acknowledge them with a jaunty wave. They don't wave back.
So much for the concrete pineapples of hospitality that each neighboor places near their doorstep.
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Sunday, October 25, 2009
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