Thursday Morning Rant (LONG)

What about never drink beer, but if you must, NEVER drink from the can

LOL!! My DAD nearly had a heart attack one time at a family function we went too with a cash bar.  He jumped all over me because I went up to the bar and bought and paid for MY OWN BEER.  Not only was I drinking beer from a can (he took it from me and poured it into a cup) he said that ladies were NEVER to buy their own drinks...especially beer.  He said if I wanted to have another one, I should tell him and he would go up and buy it for me. How was I to know?  All my drinking etiquette came from college.  I thought drinking and being a lady meant not barfing in your hair. Ahhh, the machismo of an older Mexican man.

Good afternoon Guys!  I just want to say THANK YOU!  I don't even need to rant, y'all did it for me.  I haven't laughed so hard in days!  I love it!  Lets do this more often!

OK, MY time to rant! I hate it when you call the doctors office and leave a message for the nurse and she never calls back. I don't wake up one day and say "hey! I think I will call the doctor today - just to chat" If I call the doctor and leave a message it is because I am feeling like crap and would appreciate a call back. I know they hear the same boring symptoms over and over but it is important to ME. There. I feel MUCH better now LOL

LOL, this is halarious! Well, I have at least one thing to ***** about so here goes.................  This is for all of you out there that commute to work via I-385 north bound between the hour  of 7:00 AM and 8:15 AM Monday- Friday. First of all, where in the hell did you learn to drive? Has anyone on that interstate ever taken a driving test and passed? Do you know what the word MERGE means? Is it necessary to come to a complete stop to gawk at a vehicle stopped on the side of the road, or a fender bender, or just to let someone who is suppose to be MERGING  into traffic  get in front of you buy stopping in traffic that is going 80+ miles per hour? Do you know how much fun it is to have too suddenly slam on the brakes because you decide to be a nice person by allowing ten cars that are MERGING to get on the interstate while you come to a complete stop. How about those of you who can not do more than one thing at a time, but are trying to drive while talking on a cell phone, putting on your makeup, drinking a cup of coffee,   turning around slapping your kids in the back seat, or apparently trying to get work  done, that you took home to finish and didn't and you have a 9:00AM deadline to meet, and it appears that your using your laptop in the passenget seat to get it finished and viola, you look up to find the idiot  that is letting all the cars MERGE has stopped right in front of you causing the fender bender that will have trafic backed up until 10:00 AM now, and make me late to work because there is no possible way to get the hell off the interstate and I have no choice but to sit there waiting for everyone to go around you and each person stopping to look at you and thinking how sad it is that you had a wreck and making sure your not someone they know or just being plain nosy. Yes, I am talking about you, you know who you are, and every day this road rage builds up inside of me as I'm sitting there wanting to get out of my car and grab you by the throat and  kick your azz because I had never been late to work in over 30 years until I had to start driving on I-385 and now I have several tardies because you are one dumb, air headed ,no driving fool, who should not even own a vehicle or have a license to drive one.  OK, I'm done and feel much better now. Mary

You go Mary, LOL.  That is a good one.  I use to have to travel that way to work and I know exactly what you are talking about.  I sure am glad you got that out of you b/c you got one more day of work this week.  You may not have made it without kicking someones azz, LOL. 

I hear Ya! 385 will give you road rage.I've had it a couple of times on the way to Dr. B's office. I told my sister I wanted to put a loud speaker on my car to tell these slow azzes in the fast lane to MOVE. Or the people with the cell phones glued to their heads going 10 mph....Get the Hell out of my way. My sis always has to use her inhaler cause she laughing so hard at me fussin( sorry I got Southern with the spelling)at these people. My Dad always said, where did they get their licenses Sears & Robuck. He was a truck driver( 18 wheeler). So maybe I inheirted the road rage gene. I feel like everyone had a good time with this one. I have enjoyed reading everyone's rant. Alot of them hit home. I feel your rage. Thanks for the good laughs.  Teresa M.