OCD meets bitterness
This story/rant might seem odd, since I watched 3 hours of Grey’s Anatomy yesterday (reminder to self: send thank-you card to Netflix for rocking), but oh well.
I hate lazy people. I really do. Hate them. There is nothing worse, in my opinion, than a lazy ass. Except for maybe Meg Ryan fans.
Now, we all have our lazy moments (see above mention of 3 hours of Grey’s Anatomy, which isn’t even that good, yet I watched it) or lazy days or lazy weekends. But a whole lazy lifestyle? No. Come on.
I hate messy houses. Granted, my room was always messy when I was in high school, but it was high school. And I lived with a complete slob for 8 years, so I just can’t handle messes anymore. I give people credit when their houses get cluttered up, especially if they work non-stop, but there is a difference between clutter and dirt. Clean your house. It will make you feel better, I promise. And it’s really not that hard.
Also, I’m sorry, but that goddamn Christmas tree that my neighbor refuses to cart the extra 15 feet to the dumpster? Seriously. Get rid of it. I keep debating on moving it, but I threw her trash away for a good year (she would just leave it on the porch for 5-8 days, ewww), and I don’t think I should have to clean up after another adult. Besides, Laura says I’m just an enabler if I do that. Some of us have bets on how long the tree will stay there (and our bets are by the month, not by the day, if that gives any indication).
It reminds me of those great 6 months that her smoke detector sat on the porch. Why was it out there? Because it kept beeping, and it annoyed her, so she placed it outside. Why, I wonder, would a smoke detector beep? I wonder if it has something to do with the batteries dying. Hmmm. But leaving it on the front porch seems like a good solution. For six months. Don’t feel too badly for the smoke detector, a dirty, food-stained cooler kept it company the whole time. It was a pleasure to come home to day after day.
Other laziness: people who don’t do the work assigned to them and then get others to do it. Look around any office. It happens hourly.
There were going to be more examples, but I just re-read everything and this post seems bitter enough. Uh, so sorry about that. I blame the tree. Ok, something nice and uplifting to end on: Air Supply is performing in a few weeks. Air Supply, as in “All Out of Love.” As in, I might just love them. As in, I’m probably going to this concert alone, yes? Someone go with me.
I hate lazy people. I really do. Hate them. There is nothing worse, in my opinion, than a lazy ass. Except for maybe Meg Ryan fans.
Now, we all have our lazy moments (see above mention of 3 hours of Grey’s Anatomy, which isn’t even that good, yet I watched it) or lazy days or lazy weekends. But a whole lazy lifestyle? No. Come on.
I hate messy houses. Granted, my room was always messy when I was in high school, but it was high school. And I lived with a complete slob for 8 years, so I just can’t handle messes anymore. I give people credit when their houses get cluttered up, especially if they work non-stop, but there is a difference between clutter and dirt. Clean your house. It will make you feel better, I promise. And it’s really not that hard.
Also, I’m sorry, but that goddamn Christmas tree that my neighbor refuses to cart the extra 15 feet to the dumpster? Seriously. Get rid of it. I keep debating on moving it, but I threw her trash away for a good year (she would just leave it on the porch for 5-8 days, ewww), and I don’t think I should have to clean up after another adult. Besides, Laura says I’m just an enabler if I do that. Some of us have bets on how long the tree will stay there (and our bets are by the month, not by the day, if that gives any indication).
It reminds me of those great 6 months that her smoke detector sat on the porch. Why was it out there? Because it kept beeping, and it annoyed her, so she placed it outside. Why, I wonder, would a smoke detector beep? I wonder if it has something to do with the batteries dying. Hmmm. But leaving it on the front porch seems like a good solution. For six months. Don’t feel too badly for the smoke detector, a dirty, food-stained cooler kept it company the whole time. It was a pleasure to come home to day after day.
Other laziness: people who don’t do the work assigned to them and then get others to do it. Look around any office. It happens hourly.
There were going to be more examples, but I just re-read everything and this post seems bitter enough. Uh, so sorry about that. I blame the tree. Ok, something nice and uplifting to end on: Air Supply is performing in a few weeks. Air Supply, as in “All Out of Love.” As in, I might just love them. As in, I’m probably going to this concert alone, yes? Someone go with me.
posted by Ace | 2:33 PM
2 Comments:
Where are they playing at? It is all about the 80's music and I do love Air Supply and the fact they sound the same.
Oh, man. I'm lazy and I like Meg Ryan. But this post did inspire me to go clean my kitchen. And maybe later I'll clean up all the books Drew and Owen tore off the bookshelves; a never ending job, that one is.
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