Seriously

Call me a misanthrope, but some feckin' people get on my nerves. Why is it that on winter's snowy streets people, opt to walk down the middle of the road rather than on the nicely cleared sidewalk? This morning, I almost ran someone down (on purpose) for this very reason...walking straight down the middle of the street, back to me, while there was a perfectly good sidewalk just feet away.

Lazy people. Was at the grocery store the other day, and I find that someone has decided not to purchase their package of fish, but rather than returning it to the proper section, they leave it on top of a bag of sugar. I mean honestly, take your arse back to the fish section and put it back. "Nah, I don't think I really want this 4olb turkey, I'll just tuck it away here behind these Wheat Thins".

I so badly want to choke out my douchebag neighbours who keep bringing the shopping carts home from the grocery store and Zellers. Feck. There's always one parked out in front of their house, in between their broken screen door and the minefield of Rottweiler turds. They don't seem to have jobs, as they are home at any given point during the day, probably busy thinking of ways they can further reduce my property value. Our neighbours from France refer to this fine couple as "Les deschiens"...which I think, loosely translated means "douchebags".