Monthly Archives: November 2005

Things I Won’t Miss.

Things I Won’t Miss.

The van that picks up the kid across the street at 6AM honking its horn until the kid comes out.

The brand new car alarms that go off all night when new people move into the apartments.

The kid who trampled my flowers then demanded extra halloween candy because my bushes had scared her.

The person who dumped the used diapers into the planter at the post office.

The trash guys who arbitrarily decide to not pick up all the trash.

You Try to be Nice. . .

You Try to be Nice. . .

I was on my way to an appointment today, and as I approached a red light, I saw another driver exiting a parking lot.  The driveway was in front of me, and behind the car ahead of me, so I stopped to let this driver out onto the street.  As I waited, some chick driving an SUV and blabbing into her cell phone came zipping up from the left and drove right into the spot I had left open for the exiting driver.  Of course, there wasn’t enough room for two cars, so she couldn’t get all the way in, and blocked traffic to my left, as well.And she didn’t let the guy I made the space for get in front of her, either.  What is wrong with people?