Blue Doughnut
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Blue Doughnut
I got it, I may be exceeding my allotment of "new guy" rants, but I'm on the road this week for work and have nothing else to fill my evenings with beyond PoA, so here we go...
Sitting in World of Beer or some other completely forgettable place with a million "micro" (but really InBev-owned) brews on tap. Marveling at the many slow motion trainwrecks unfolding on PoA, minding my own, basically having a fine time.
Then it starts. The sound of someone mashing a boot in mud- which is weird because we're in a World of Beer where there is no mud, and no reason to wear boots. I look over and my neighbor is trying his best to suck the last remaining ligaments of meat off of a severed bird leg. Eat whatever you want, but you just hit my radar with your ridiculous eating habits. Then he slurps his beer. Who the F slurps a beer?! If we start allowing that, the terrorists win.
Are parents not policing this up these days?? I literally spend months each year in the poorest bits of Africa and I have not encountered eating habits like those of some people I run into over here. How hard is it? I mean, if only your mouth was equipped with a couple flaps to contain the noise and animal parts from escaping while being gnawed upon to he disgust of those around you (or at least me anyway). Imagine the possibilities...
The same goes for the audible gum crowd. Is it necessary for us ALL to revel in the sound of you gnawing on a cud wad??
Expanding on that, what is it about airports that necessitate an obscene amount of gum chewing?? I lump this into the idea that all civility goes out of the window when people travel by air these days. I'm not United, I'm not the fashion police, but I'm also not going to wear a onesie (sp?) complete with litttle plastic-bottom footsies out of the house. When the h#ll did it become aprorpiate to wear pajamas out of the house, let alone to an airport, on an airplane, to an entirely different city? Anyway, thanks to that group, I now wear noise cancelling headsets throughout virtually every phase of the commercial air travel experience.
I got it. I seem to remember someone else getting torched recently for airing some annoyances as he was getting older and changing perspectives. I'm just a little bummed that while I'm expected to mind my own business and not impose upon others, everyone else gets a blank check as long as enough people are similarly revolting/rude.
I also think the fact that this guy keeps putting his hand within arm-hair distance of my arm at the bar is compounding the offense and my frustration. That, and he keeps distracting the bartender with comic book trivia and fan fiction about how Bruce Willace's character in Die Hard 1 is linked to his character in Broken where Samuel L Jackson was some kind of defunct, brittle villain guy. FML. I need the bar tender freed up to get me another beer so I can content myself with something other than my disdain for your garbage chinstrap beard and Hitler haircut.
Aaaand just as I was about to say "rant complete", it's now apparently "limoncello shot" time for my millenial bar neighbor and his androgynous friends.
Could be worse. I guess I could be eating Costco hotdogs....
Edited: so many typos!!
Sitting in World of Beer or some other completely forgettable place with a million "micro" (but really InBev-owned) brews on tap. Marveling at the many slow motion trainwrecks unfolding on PoA, minding my own, basically having a fine time.
Then it starts. The sound of someone mashing a boot in mud- which is weird because we're in a World of Beer where there is no mud, and no reason to wear boots. I look over and my neighbor is trying his best to suck the last remaining ligaments of meat off of a severed bird leg. Eat whatever you want, but you just hit my radar with your ridiculous eating habits. Then he slurps his beer. Who the F slurps a beer?! If we start allowing that, the terrorists win.
Are parents not policing this up these days?? I literally spend months each year in the poorest bits of Africa and I have not encountered eating habits like those of some people I run into over here. How hard is it? I mean, if only your mouth was equipped with a couple flaps to contain the noise and animal parts from escaping while being gnawed upon to he disgust of those around you (or at least me anyway). Imagine the possibilities...
The same goes for the audible gum crowd. Is it necessary for us ALL to revel in the sound of you gnawing on a cud wad??
Expanding on that, what is it about airports that necessitate an obscene amount of gum chewing?? I lump this into the idea that all civility goes out of the window when people travel by air these days. I'm not United, I'm not the fashion police, but I'm also not going to wear a onesie (sp?) complete with litttle plastic-bottom footsies out of the house. When the h#ll did it become aprorpiate to wear pajamas out of the house, let alone to an airport, on an airplane, to an entirely different city? Anyway, thanks to that group, I now wear noise cancelling headsets throughout virtually every phase of the commercial air travel experience.
I got it. I seem to remember someone else getting torched recently for airing some annoyances as he was getting older and changing perspectives. I'm just a little bummed that while I'm expected to mind my own business and not impose upon others, everyone else gets a blank check as long as enough people are similarly revolting/rude.
I also think the fact that this guy keeps putting his hand within arm-hair distance of my arm at the bar is compounding the offense and my frustration. That, and he keeps distracting the bartender with comic book trivia and fan fiction about how Bruce Willace's character in Die Hard 1 is linked to his character in Broken where Samuel L Jackson was some kind of defunct, brittle villain guy. FML. I need the bar tender freed up to get me another beer so I can content myself with something other than my disdain for your garbage chinstrap beard and Hitler haircut.
Aaaand just as I was about to say "rant complete", it's now apparently "limoncello shot" time for my millenial bar neighbor and his androgynous friends.
Could be worse. I guess I could be eating Costco hotdogs....
Edited: so many typos!!
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