| Friday, November 13, 2009 |
| Why??? |
 Why, when I call a business, do I have to give all of my information to the automated system and then turn around and give it all over again to the person who eventually answers the phone? What was the point?
Why do people give me strange looks when I tell them I don’t have kids but they don’t look at me strangely when I say that I’ve never been married?
Why does the bank charge me a $35 fee if my account is overdrawn five days or more? Clearly, I don’t have any money, so what good is another charge going to do?
Why do the cutest shoes hurt the most?
Why is poker all of the sudden considered a sport? If you can be fat and still play, it’s not a real sport. It’s a card game. You sit on your ass and play it. Is Scrabble a sport? What about Monopoly? I get more exercise taking a bath.
Why do people think that just because they have kids - kids that I have either never met or kids that I don’t get pictures of or know anything about - that I should be shelling out for Christmas gifts for them. Newsflash: If I can’t pick your child out of kiddie line-up don’t expect a gift.
Why does asparagus make your pee smell funky?
Why do thuggish looking men step to me? What about me makes them think that I would be interested in some doo-rag-sporting, pants-sagging, wife-beater-or-throwback-jersey wearing, can’t-put-a-decent-sentence-together Negro?
Why does my father leave voicemail messages that begin with “This is your father,” as if I wouldn’t recognize the voice?Labels: Rant |
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