Things I always want to say (but shouldn't)

Today I was just getting to the top of that hill near the student health center and one of the entrance to the gardens when this woman puffing on her cigarette cuts in front of me while talking on her cell and, I swear, if she were walking any slower she would have been going backward. I realize that it's her right to smoke and everything, but a little bit of consideration, please.

So anyway, I'm semi-out of breath from walking at a quick pace through the gardens and up that hill and even more irritated by my fresh air being tainted by this person. And she was not a slight woman, so I had to wait for the right opening to be able to get around her bulk at all. There were so many things I wanted to say to her, but I held my tongue and just thought about all the things that I really want to say to people sometimes.


To large people smoking: You're still fat, and now you have lung cancer.

To perfectly fit people who use the handicap parking permits of their relatives/friends/whoever: A mental handicap (i.e being a dumbass) does not qualify you for special parking.

To people who hit those little handicap door opener buttons when their hands are completely free: How lazy can you possibly be? Is the energy you spend pulling open that door really going to strain you?

To Croc-wearers: Oh my god, did you even look at them before you bought them?

To non-farmer/construction drivers of gigantic F350 trucks: Compensating much?

To large people who supersize their meals in fast food restaurants (or even eat at fast food restaurants at all): Are you sure you want to be doing that?

To young people who bitch about the "unfairness" of there being rich people: Get a damn job. See how you feel about the government taxing the "rich" (i.e. anyone making more than the poverty line, including graduate students) when you're the one losing significant portions of the paycheck you worked hard to earn. Of course, generally those who bitch about the "injustice" are not the ones that actually work for anything...


Well now I look like I need some sort of anger management program. But I feel better :-)