Life is tough, when you are living… in a snow globe?!?!

Hey Bitches!

Longtime no post! I missed ya’ll too! It’s been a long and I would like to think uneventful week. It’s snowing again. And I really wish I had a snowsuit, cause I would love to go outside and roll around in the snow right about now! It looks SO fluffy! However, the powers that be; aka The Parental Units; would pass me a shovel and kill my dreams of snow rolling for the sake of snow removal. So, I’m hiding out in my room. And I’m hungry… I guess I should eat my first meal of the day! Well, I missed breakfast, and kinda lunch, so I guess I’ll just have a super late lunch… later.

Ow! Typing whilst lying on your stomach is SEVERLY uncomfortable. (Angrygirl gets more comfortable) Ahh, that’s better.

So, a few posts ago, when I attempted being a good Samaritan, I thought a possible cause of anger was rudeness. Well, mother fuckers, angrygirl contemplated it and viola! Guess what the verdict is?!?!? Yeah, rudeness. And I know what you are thinking. “Duh, angrygirl! Of course it is!!!” However, if you think about it, it’s more of an annoyance. Someone cuts you off and it is rude, and then you are annoyed. However you are going to eventually forget about it. Unless you are one of those special cases where someone cuts you off and you immediately resort to road rage. However, unless you have a really good lawyer and you hurt someone, it’s just annoyance. Cause if you think about it, anger is on a sliding scale. It takes a bunch of stuff to get you up to ‘supreme annoyance, I need to hurt somebody’ mode.

And again, ya’ll are probably thinking, “Angrygirl, one case of a bad apple requiring a wheelchair, does not an angry girl make!” Well, it’s not just the one case. It’s a daily basis of cases. And I’m gonna spare everyone the list (and we all know I’m just dying to give you one) and just sum it up.

I’m going to start with a mean old bus driver when I was in grade school. I was a bus patroller (or is it monitor?). Yeah, I know, I was cool!!! Anyways, I was the one that sat in the front of the bus to make sure that the really little kiddies got off at their appropriate stop. And I got on the bus and my seat was occupied. I politely asked them to move and that’s when the bus driver piped up… “Would you just sit DOWN!!!” And I reply that I am bus monitor, I’m supposed to sit… “Well that’s just PEACHY!!! But I really don’t care! SIT DOWN OR GET OFF!!!” Now, I’m assuming that dude was well into his thirties, and granted he’d probably been hauling kids around all day, everyday, for a real long time; however to a twelve year old… Dude, just take a chill pill! See, this is what I mean.

I understand people have bad days, can be in pain, can have had something bad happen to them, but what will be the benefit of taking it out on someone else? There isn’t one, people! There isn’t!!!! I mean, the bus driver could have said instead “We are running late, and I appreciate that you take your duties seriously, however, we need to get moving, please take the closest seat available.” I mean, I knew that it wasn’t my regular bus driver!
And I kinda feel like a super geek now cause I just confessed that I was a bus patroller. (Blushing!)

Lets fast forward to the present. It happened just this FREAKIN’ morning. I am politely having a conversation with my dad and my mom interjects!!! Not about anything that I’m talking about either! She cuts in and just changes the subject. I didn’t yell, I let her finish what she was saying and when there was silence, I said that I thought she was extremely rude for interrupting me… and while saying my little spiel, she interjects AGAIN, with a “Fine! I’m SORRY!!!! FINISH YOUR STORY!!! GOD! JUST… Okay! Okay!!! OKAY!!!!”

Now, who in their right mind would think that that is sincere? Can I have a show of hands please?!?! Okay, one… Oh, wait! I’m sorry! Mother, your vote does not count! And I have a grand total of… ZERO! Even a person that is hearing impaired would notice the lack of eye contact, the gesturing and antics and would agree to the insincerity of it. And I just have to mention we (my parents and I) had just finished eating a lovely French toast breakfast that my mother asked me to make for her! And while I made the entire breakfast she bitched and complained about everything I was doing also.

And my whole point is, is that as we all grow older, people have limited manners, and even though they teach their children about manners, if you don’t practice what you preach, mother-fucker, one day you’re gonna to have to be peeled off the front end of an SVU cause you accidentally cut them off.

So, rudeness DOES make me very angry. And I think this rudeness stems from people being SO self-absorbed! I mean, my mother cut me off because she wasn’t listening to me, but thinking about something that could possibly affect her. The bus driver, it was was all about him. Oh no… I just had an angrygirl first… diagnosing another source of anger while writing about a source of anger. Okay, that will be ‘pursued’ in another post… SO, even if you don’t agree with someone’s opinion, let them speak. Don’t be a RUDE ass! I mean, that’s why we have freedom of speech!!! Cause EVERYONE deserves a chance! So, now that I have depressed the fuck out of myself by bringing the fact that it is a sad mother fucking world that we live in that’s chock-full-o-assholes, to my conscious mind, I guess I’m going to leave.

My dearest friends, alas, I fear we must part!