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This was originally posted on 2/25/10. But it fits today. If you've read it before, I apologize. If not, beware. Big rant to follow.
I try to love every moment of every day as much a humanly possible.
I hate today.
I am in a terrible mood.
Not one big thing is to blame.
I blame lots of little things.
Here they are:
When people are shocked that a wild animal in captivity acts like a wild animal. And they say things like-
Oh, Why would that Orca kill that trainer? They had such a good working relationship.
Yes. I feel badly for this trainer who was killed at Sea World. I do. My heart goes out to her family. But I can not stand when people start giving animals the personalities of humans.
When people think they can change my mind about things I feel strongly about.
Listen up. I don't care how many
Emails that you send me. Send me a million a day for the next ten years. You will not make me change my mind to believe the backwoods, closeminded, hypocritical, racist things that you do. Not ever. So instead of searching the internet for "Proof" that I am clearly wrong in my convictions, why don't you take your self-righteous ass to a soup kitchen and feed some hungry people? Better use of your time.
If I hold a door open for you and you walk through it, you had BETTER say Thank you or at least acknowledge me in some way. A SCREW YOU is better than nothing. I learned to say thank you for nice gestures when I was a toddler. I still remember.
And last, but certainly not least-
If you are in a public place (let's just say McDonald's) and you feel that it is URGENT to clip your nails (let's just say in the booth right next to me) And you actually do so, be prepared to get a dirty look from me.
If you do not stop clipping after seeing said dirty look, please do not be shocked and taken aback when I ask politely if you could finish clipping in the bathroom lest one of your shooting pieces of nail shrapnel land on my table.
You do NOT have the right to get pissed off and indignant that I would request such a thing.
You do NOT have the right to mumble under your breath:
This is a free country. I can clip wherever I want to bitch.
You DO have the pleasure of getting AXE KICKED the next time I see you.
I have memorized your face and I have enrolled in Martial arts classes.
Clip your nails in public! Not if I can help it.
I could go on and on about the little things. And I will. In part two. However, I have decided to finish this and go to bed. I think that would be safest choice for the public at large.
(and I did, you can read Rant Part 2, here. )