- Sitting in front of my laptop watching animal rescue videos and realizing: these are only a handful of needy/homeless/neglected/abused animals. First order of business if I win the lottery: no-kill shelter (built directly in my backyard if zoning/permits allow, or buy the lot next to mine, raze the storage units, and put it there since it’s zoned business/mixed-use).
- Bustling along at work, making good progress, smiling at the fact that a subject’s cancerous node decreased significantly in size, then remembering that is it one of the subjects who is now deceased because of their disease. Suck it, cancer.
- Pulling up to grab a quick lunch and hearing the employee who is outside for her
lung cancercigarette break loudly scoff at me. Okay, lady, you look like Jabba the Hut and you’re expressing loud disapproval on something about me. I have no idea what it could be, but good luck with your awesome life.
- Getting multiple message from dudes on dating sites that either say, “Hey,” “So sexy,” or, “Your cute.” My cute what? Also, have something intelligent to say, please.
- People who get off on criticizing people who have goals/are aiming to do something with their life. A girl I work with is taking a new position that will put her in proximity to a department in which we both formerly worked, though she won’t be in that department directly. The verbal arrows and shittalk that are going on about her are out-of-this-word ridiculous. She’s a grown ass woman who can make her own decisions. Just because you’re miserable with YOUR job doesn’t mean she has to be. Lay off.
- Having people tell me that I’m either “too picky” or “the right guy will come along.” False. I tend to meet guys who are either so full of themselves they poop out self-portraits, dirty dirty liars (oh, so that’s your real age and name? I doubt it), or dudes who think that because I work an awesome job and went to college that I MUST be a horrible snob. That brings to mind someone who once said to a friend of mine, “Why do people like you hang out with people like us?” Don’t play the pity card buddy, if we thought you were trash, we wouldn’t be spending time with you.