I ask this with all seriousness: what about driving and texting? I’m from a state where it’s illegal and there are decent penalties if caught. Still goes on, but I’m happy it’s against the law. Many states don’t have laws. Studies have shown it’s up there with intoxicated driving.
I wish people did’t engage in either activity, but I’m curious if people are against texting as well. Or generally just playing with your phone while operating a big, deadly maching.
Yup, having lived in Europe and traveled in Japan, the train system in the U.S. is extremely frustrating. Even in the Eastern corridor. I really want to be able to vote for a President who will actively work towards making it decent.
At some point, after having to hold my feet aloft for a few hours because some drunk idiot spilled their 64 oz. cola, I stopped taking buses. Used to ride Amtrak from DC to NC all the time for awhile. I enjoyed it, despite the constant delays on every damn trip.
Heading to DC in a few weeks and up in the air about my plans. I could drive, but I hate driving. MegaBus was rough the last time I used it, and that was a few years and patience standards ago. Maybe I’ll try the train again. Flying is a nightmare, not sure how people do it so often.
Running isn’t fun if there isn’t a ball involved. Lifting weights alongside sweaty tattooed people isn’t fun. I’m thrilled I don’t spend any time around these type of people.
Find a fun hobby and exercise because you enjoy it. Strange concept, I know.
Small top-tier private school, played sports on a scholarship. I had a great time, I enjoyed sports, classes, four years of fun, still have friends, do donate a bit. But, it blows my mind that people spend 3+ hours a Saturday cheering on a bunch of oversized teenagers they don’t know. In the name of school pride. I’ll go back. I have fond memories. But I’m not overly nostalgic.
Dying alone…how about splitting up with your long-term, live-in girlfriend in your late 20s as you’re about to leave a cool, fun city…for your small, boring, stagnate hometown for grad school. And, to make things worse, you’re moving back in with your parents. (I like my parents and it was likely the last time I’ll leave near them, but single in a small town and in grad school…whooo boy. Not many prospects out there. That was a rough year.)
Fuck you. Because I choose to not own a shitty big piece of metal that pollutes the planet, you think I’m a nuisance? Good lord.
Take a step back. Do you think you driving around that big polluting piece of shit all the time is a nuisance to say…the crickets? the birds? the deer? the streams? the lakes? the rivers?
Get the fuck over yourself. The world wasn’t created so you can drive around like a privileged asshole.
Oh god. How uninformed are you? You do realize bicycles are older than cars and pedestrians are older than both, so cyclists and walkers have a right to be on those roads.
Get over yourself. Roads were not built for shitty disgruntled motorists to speed around. Try leaving your car at home for a day and see how nice life is, you’ll thank me.
A twenty-four year old woman at a frat house? Wow. Seek help. Seriously. Most undergrads won’t go to a frat house. You’re a grown woman. That’s pathetic.
People who dip in public, and aren’t professional baseball players, are major assholes. Go spit and smell like chemical bullshit elsewhere. It’s not okay. A public restaurant is not a frat house. Go fuck yourself & stop spitting in a cup in public. You asshole.
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You’re clearly pretty well-informed, I’ll give you that. So the obvious question is why don’t you pursue a life you hate less?
Go buy some land in the middle of nowhere.
Grow your own food.
Build your own house.
Live a life you enjoy.
It’s possible.
Caring about charcuterie makes you a douche. Talking about it is worse.
They’re so doped on chips and soda they have trouble working their limbs.
Why are this many college graduates losing their wallets? Those magical inventions such as buttons or zippers have always sustained me.
I ask this with all seriousness: what about driving and texting? I’m from a state where it’s illegal and there are decent penalties if caught. Still goes on, but I’m happy it’s against the law. Many states don’t have laws. Studies have shown it’s up there with intoxicated driving.
I wish people did’t engage in either activity, but I’m curious if people are against texting as well. Or generally just playing with your phone while operating a big, deadly maching.
Yup, having lived in Europe and traveled in Japan, the train system in the U.S. is extremely frustrating. Even in the Eastern corridor. I really want to be able to vote for a President who will actively work towards making it decent.
At some point, after having to hold my feet aloft for a few hours because some drunk idiot spilled their 64 oz. cola, I stopped taking buses. Used to ride Amtrak from DC to NC all the time for awhile. I enjoyed it, despite the constant delays on every damn trip.
Heading to DC in a few weeks and up in the air about my plans. I could drive, but I hate driving. MegaBus was rough the last time I used it, and that was a few years and patience standards ago. Maybe I’ll try the train again. Flying is a nightmare, not sure how people do it so often.
Running isn’t fun if there isn’t a ball involved. Lifting weights alongside sweaty tattooed people isn’t fun. I’m thrilled I don’t spend any time around these type of people.
Find a fun hobby and exercise because you enjoy it. Strange concept, I know.
Small top-tier private school, played sports on a scholarship. I had a great time, I enjoyed sports, classes, four years of fun, still have friends, do donate a bit. But, it blows my mind that people spend 3+ hours a Saturday cheering on a bunch of oversized teenagers they don’t know. In the name of school pride. I’ll go back. I have fond memories. But I’m not overly nostalgic.
Dying alone…how about splitting up with your long-term, live-in girlfriend in your late 20s as you’re about to leave a cool, fun city…for your small, boring, stagnate hometown for grad school. And, to make things worse, you’re moving back in with your parents. (I like my parents and it was likely the last time I’ll leave near them, but single in a small town and in grad school…whooo boy. Not many prospects out there. That was a rough year.)
Paying to work out with other obese, sweaty people. What a waste of money.
He sounds like a keeper.
Fuck you. Because I choose to not own a shitty big piece of metal that pollutes the planet, you think I’m a nuisance? Good lord.
Take a step back. Do you think you driving around that big polluting piece of shit all the time is a nuisance to say…the crickets? the birds? the deer? the streams? the lakes? the rivers?
Get the fuck over yourself. The world wasn’t created so you can drive around like a privileged asshole.
Oh god. How uninformed are you? You do realize bicycles are older than cars and pedestrians are older than both, so cyclists and walkers have a right to be on those roads.
Get over yourself. Roads were not built for shitty disgruntled motorists to speed around. Try leaving your car at home for a day and see how nice life is, you’ll thank me.
Poor you. Life is tough.
The funny thing is that people who aren’t obese and take care of themselves don’t smell after light exercise. Go figure.
I know. I hate people who ride motorcycles. Walking or riding a bicycle makes a lot more sense.
A twenty-four year old woman at a frat house? Wow. Seek help. Seriously. Most undergrads won’t go to a frat house. You’re a grown woman. That’s pathetic.
Hockey players are mostly scumbags. They also have hands that always smell of wet gloves. Don’t be like a hockey player.
People who dip in public, and aren’t professional baseball players, are major assholes. Go spit and smell like chemical bullshit elsewhere. It’s not okay. A public restaurant is not a frat house. Go fuck yourself & stop spitting in a cup in public. You asshole.