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  Random Stranger 8:27 pm on June 25, 2009 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment
  Tags: beach, couch potato   

  Cells phones and the beach 

  So I took my family to the beach. It was one that is out of the way and normally desserted… Well not this day of days… These two older people come to beach yeah, I am okay with that it’s hot as H*** out. But these people not only fit the strero type of big ‘ole couch potato’s. They come down to the beach entrance and block the way coming in or leaving.. Set up a huge umbrella I think they stole it from a picinic table or comething haven’t seen one that big since well …. hmm NEVER.. then plop their fat arses down. under the thing and call people talking loudlyenoguh to hear them fifty feet away with the waves hitting the shore. ..

  Yeah so when we decided to leave… we packed up walked around them and then they get off the phones and then leave…

  Are people really that unconscious… YEs they onlthing I am wondering about is where did they get a umbrella that big for the beach?

  And whynin the world wouldf you goto the beach sit down call people on the phone while sitting in the shade then just leave.. Esp[ecially for a beach that is that far out of the way…  People just piss me off like that..

   

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  mom 3:46 pm on June 17, 2009 Permalink | Log in to leave a Comment  

  Stupid Jerk 

  It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining with a light breeze. It was right around 70 degrees so not to hot and not to cold. I had just dropped my husband off at work and my 11 year old daughter and I were talking about packing up the truck and going to the lake for a nice relaxing picnic when I had to slam on my breaks. We were in the outside lane on main about 2 blocks away from a red light. Yes I was going to have to stop anyway but I didn’t expect a truck to come flying through the traffic already stopped in the inside lane turning left in front of me. I, as I said, slammed on the breaks. The guy almost hit us so of course my heart is pounding and my daughter was crying…to say the least. I probably wouldn’t have cared so much and just blew it off as the “stupid Jerk” but as he peeled out he just felt the need to yell “Fu*#ing Bi!*h”. You know last time I checked those aren’t the words you use to apologize for almost killing someone and at $3.00 a gallon I didn’t think gas would be a life or death situation. I guess the good old “where’s a cop when you need one” would apply here. But then again I believe in Karma a lot more than cops.