I saw a guy driving down the road today near my place of employment in a really beat up old pickup truck. The bed of said pickup truck was filled with shopping carts. I work in the total ghetto. I am guessing that this dude was NOT doing Kroger a favor and gathering them up for return. He was going about 10mph in this truck. Pretty sure weight was only half the issue.
I love the colorfulness of the ghetto.
While we are on the subject of ghetto fabulousness, check out one of my fave new websites:
www.peopleofwalmart.com
You will pee your pants laughing. I know my mother probably had a word with me at some point about not laughing at other people's expense, but sorry, some people just set themselves up for shit like that. Seriously, I haven't laughed so hard in my life over some of the photos posted on there. The guy that came up with this is awesome.
I wish now that I would have taken a pic of the dude with the carts in his truck. I could start my own ghetto fab website. :)
Lookin' for a new digital camera..........
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
I remembered......
today when I was talking to my girlfriend, that we like to share jacked up shit we see while driving. Here is today's highway tale, though it happened several months back.
Driving down I-71S in Columbus toward the I-71, I-70 split. It is allegedly documented that this is the most dangerous strip of road in the state of Ohio. I have no proof of this, but it does blow driving through there, and it does not help when people hold up the works like today's Winner of the "You're An Asshole Driver" award.......
Traffic going much slower than usual for the time of day in aforementioned area. Finally get into left lane to get around. Note that it is the white P.O.S van 3 cars ahead. Speed up a bit to see what the hell is going on. Look over and see driver (male, but irrelevant) BRUSHING HIS TEETH. No shit. He was doing f**king TOOTH CARE WHILE OPERATING A MOTOR VEHICLE! On the most dangerous stretch of highway in the state. Allegedly. But still. I'm just sayin'.....
Really?
Driving down I-71S in Columbus toward the I-71, I-70 split. It is allegedly documented that this is the most dangerous strip of road in the state of Ohio. I have no proof of this, but it does blow driving through there, and it does not help when people hold up the works like today's Winner of the "You're An Asshole Driver" award.......
Traffic going much slower than usual for the time of day in aforementioned area. Finally get into left lane to get around. Note that it is the white P.O.S van 3 cars ahead. Speed up a bit to see what the hell is going on. Look over and see driver (male, but irrelevant) BRUSHING HIS TEETH. No shit. He was doing f**king TOOTH CARE WHILE OPERATING A MOTOR VEHICLE! On the most dangerous stretch of highway in the state. Allegedly. But still. I'm just sayin'.....
Really?
Things That Suck-ListMania #2
Yeah, yeah. I know I have been out of touch and didn't realize just how long it had been til I logged on, so sorry. I'll leave it at that. But I SWEAR I will get better, because darling BF is all over me to get back to writing.
Here is my most recent compilation of Things That Suck. Let me know your thoughts, feelings, etc. xoxoxoxox
1. Packing tape.
2. Family members who insist on buying my child candy and playhouses large enough to hold a convention in. The playhouse in question is also supposed to be foldable, but I had two physics professors look at it and no one can figure it out.
3. Drivers who come to a complete stop at green lights. This actually happened to me today, and I nearly had "Windstar" permanently embedded in my forehead.
4. Packing to move house. I have done this at least 18 times. You would think I would be a pro by now. I will actually put it off until 2 days before the movers arrive, and then weep openly about how much crap I still have to pack.
5. Mysterious black spots on my carpet. I know its mold. I know there is nothing I can do about it. I know I am grossed out. I know I will never let my child drink anything unless she is standing in the bathtub ever again.
6. Getting up in the dark. Face it, that totally blows.
7. "Quota time" on my work computer. This means that we have 6 ten minute increments each day to get on websites that are "filtered". How am I supposed to screw off at work in 10 minute increments? Professional slackers need much more time than this.
8. Asshole neighbors. I have a few. I am moving. This is the only thing I like about moving.
9. Yogurt. I don't like the word. I don't like the smell. I don't like the icky smudges left behind when my darling daughter uses it as finger paint. On my wood table. That requires Pledge. Which I am consistently out of.
10. Freaking packing tape.
That's all for now, friends. Off to cut off another finger on the edge of a cardboard box. :)
Here is my most recent compilation of Things That Suck. Let me know your thoughts, feelings, etc. xoxoxoxox
1. Packing tape.
2. Family members who insist on buying my child candy and playhouses large enough to hold a convention in. The playhouse in question is also supposed to be foldable, but I had two physics professors look at it and no one can figure it out.
3. Drivers who come to a complete stop at green lights. This actually happened to me today, and I nearly had "Windstar" permanently embedded in my forehead.
4. Packing to move house. I have done this at least 18 times. You would think I would be a pro by now. I will actually put it off until 2 days before the movers arrive, and then weep openly about how much crap I still have to pack.
5. Mysterious black spots on my carpet. I know its mold. I know there is nothing I can do about it. I know I am grossed out. I know I will never let my child drink anything unless she is standing in the bathtub ever again.
6. Getting up in the dark. Face it, that totally blows.
7. "Quota time" on my work computer. This means that we have 6 ten minute increments each day to get on websites that are "filtered". How am I supposed to screw off at work in 10 minute increments? Professional slackers need much more time than this.
8. Asshole neighbors. I have a few. I am moving. This is the only thing I like about moving.
9. Yogurt. I don't like the word. I don't like the smell. I don't like the icky smudges left behind when my darling daughter uses it as finger paint. On my wood table. That requires Pledge. Which I am consistently out of.
10. Freaking packing tape.
That's all for now, friends. Off to cut off another finger on the edge of a cardboard box. :)
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