At McDonalds, why do people pay 6 bucks for a 12 peice chicken nugget, when instead, they can get 12 nuggest by buying three $1 meals for a grand total of $3 plus tax?
No males drives like that. I know it was female. I've seen females do this type of thing before although never when I was driving. I was in a car once where the guy who was driving was tailgating a 40-something year old lady because she was doing like 18 mph in a 30 mph. She stopped her car right in the middle of the road, got out and put on this whole public show essentially crying out loud going "why are you doing this?". I swear she looked like she was having a nervous breakdown or something. The guy I was with said "your driving way to slow; the speed limit is 30; i can run faster than this(or something)", and he proceeded to just pull around her and drive off. That was strange if not another case of idiocy. Everyone goes through an idiocy episode at one time or another in their lives but few confess to it. But, we're not dishing the idiocy in this thread...we're on ther receiving end of the result.
LOL... I was just doing that the other day... I mean calculating the marginal cost of McNuggest and I came to the same conclusion. It doesn't even make sense to by the 20 peice.
Am I wrong here? ATM=Any Time Money making your statement incorrect, ATM Machine= Any Time Money Machine?
people that come up to me and ask me if i work here... NO jack ass i like wearing bright red shirts that say Circuit City with a name tag on as well...
You call Domino's or some other such food service. What do you say when they answer the phone? You say "I'd like to order a large pepperoni pizza." To which they answer, "What size would you like?" and "What do you want on it?" I mean, you could call them and just say "I'd like to order a pizza", but - duh! Of course you would. Why else would you be calling them?
I believe people (All of us) are idiots. Like the ones that drive around the carpark looking for a space when there are hundreds of them, they are just not right next to the shop. Or idiots that fight over a close parking space when there are plenty of free ones around. I think the true idiot in all of us comes out when we enter an automobile. Like when you have parking on the side of a major road and some idiots decides to stop traffics so he can reverse park. Have you ever been sitting there in the loungroom watching TV and you hear a carhorn out the front. Your not expecting anyone....but someone always says "Its that here" like you need to run out and serve the person that couldnt even be bothered to get out of their car! Ofcourse...its never for you. Its always for the person across the street. How about the general horder in all of us. For instance you can have a 30 meter roll of plastic wrappping (You know, the type you wrap food in) and if the 30cm square you tear off folds over....why do you feel the need to spend 5 minutes trying to flatten it out again? We are all idiots....its just a matter or accepting that fact and not letting the idiots around you ruin your day. This is very helpfull advice when you are shopping I find. Dont get upset....just relax and remember that sooner or later this idiot will realise their mistake.
What really bothers me is when I lift weights, there's always always a reaaaaaally fat guy who can't lift for ****, but still attempts to lift weights where he will need support from the very beginning to the very end (max of 5 reps). You should see this idiot turn red and green and blue doing just 2, and then you'll see the guy supporting him turning green and blue for the 3rd and the 4th. If these idiots spent as much energy doing cardio, they'd weigh less than 700lbs, or if they actually lifted weights that they are able to lift, they might actually develop some muscle.
When I have a problem with my modem, and the Help tells me that I can find a solution to my problem on the internet.
When I am watching the first home Rockets playoff game in five years and my cable goes out for the entire third quarter, then I think everybody at Comcast is an idiot. Then I realize that I am sure I will see it eventually and the Rockets won, and I am not bothered so much anymore. I hate the people at the grocery store that spend 5 minutes deciding which checkout line to choose, blocking me behind them by standing right in the middle of the aisle. The people that bring little kids to movies. Normally, I think kids are great. When I am in a situation that is best enjoyed quietly, then I don't want any little kids around. Jerkoffs that talk through the whole movie qualify as little kids in my book. ASSHATS THAT ANSWER THEIR FREAKING CELL PHONE AND HAVE 10 MINUTE FREAKING CONVERSATIONS LOUDER THAN THE MOVIE DESERVE TO BE DISEMBOWELLED. About 99% of the people that I encounter in any service type of industry (cashiers, waiters, drive-thru workers, security guards, retail workers, etc.) seem to be at least mildly r****ded. Most drivers are idiots. The ones that drive fast can't drive for **** and you have to make movie chase scene style maneuvers to avoid them, the ones that drive slow invariably choose the opportunity to get in front of me as the time that they are going to spped up momentarily. If you know you are a slow ass driver, wait for the faster people to go past before you pull out. Television executives are not so much idiots and money grubbing dicks that will put on whatever cheap crap caters to the lowest common denominator and cancel/not make anything that actually costs money to produce. People that watch golf. Especially those that watch golf LIVE. You have to be simple to enjoy seeing people WALK AROUND FOR HOURS. Wasn't there any drying paint nearby. Anyone that has ever said/written/thougt the "word" irregardless. Honorable mention for : "for all intensive purposes" and "mute point". All the people running around with the M60 in Battlefield Vietnam. Hey, it works better than all of the other weapons, try using the same stuff as everyone else n00b. Honorable mention to the people who b**** during the game about the people who use the M60 over and over and over again. Just shoot the bastards and you can have an M60 of your very own. My cousin who thinks that the A's, Raiders, and Kings are all going to win the championships this year. I bet him a C-Note that the A's won't win the WS, but I doubt he will pay, he still hasn't paid for when he bet me the Clippers would make the playoffs two or three years back. The same cousin thought Lamar Odom would be the #1 pick in the draft. Then he said I didn't know anything about sports. Well, this is getting a little long, so I better stop here. Suffice it to say that I think the idiots really outnumber the non-idiots.
I am glad that this thread is out here so I didn't have to start a new one on what happened to me yesterday around 5. I was off work the last 2 and a half days because we had finished this project up and I had gotten all my time in. Well, yesterday afternoon, Jake (my 10 month old Cocker Spaniel) and me are taking a nap and we get up at 5. Jake, usually spends most of his time at my parents due to me being at work and when he is over there, he likes to run (go without a leash). I have been real hesitant to allow him to do that at my place because my next door neighbor on the right has three dogs and I always had the feeling that I could not trust these dogs. 2 of the 3 are Jack Russell terriers (both females and are very evil dogs) and there is a mutt that looks like a Lab/Great Dane mix. That damn dog isn't originally theirs but they never got their Jack Russells spayed, so this dumbass mutt comes down from whereever to "shack up" with the Jack Russells. There have been several times that I have come driving home and as I pulled into my own freaking driveway, these dogs will come running at me, barking, acting like I am on their property! This upsets me to no end and I have talked to my neighbors about this and they just give me this BS about how the mutt is such a gentle dog and that the Jack Russells are always inside their house (which is pretty much a bold-faced lie). I would describe these neighbors of mine as people who mean well, but they are too "rednecky" to really be able to spend time with a dog. They are the types that get a dog because they have kids that think they are cute. They don't take the time to train the animals or build a relationship with it. As a result, not only do the animals suffer due to it, but guess who else suffers? That's right - the neighbors and their dogs like Manny and Jake. I had already taken Jake out, without a leash, earlier yesterday and he was fine. But at 5, I took him out again, unleashed, and he immediately peed. Then he wanted to sniff around. I figured it had been awhile since he pooped and that he probably was looking for a spot to poop. I was keeping a close eye on him and also a close eye on next door. Sure enough, the bigger Jack Russell was outside resting on my neighbor's driveway and it was watching Jake, almost to the point of studying him. Jake is the type of dog that has no aggression in him whatsoever. If anything, he is only aggressive with me when I try to get him to leave my parents house because he loves them and their Cocker, Rex, so much. Jake just wanted to play. So, he runs over to the Jack Russell. I had a bad feeling about this, so I immediately call him to come back. Unfortunately, Jake doesn't do a good job of coming if he is occupied with something (he comes all the time if there is nothing that has his attention). The Jack Russell gets up and starts running to my neighbor's garage and Jake, like the naive puppy that he is, follows in. I knew there was fixing to be trouble. The next thing I know is that I hear a blood-curdling scream and sure enough it is Jake who is hightailing it out of there as all three dogs are on top of him. The damn mutt, which remember is a big dog, has his jaws on top of my puppy's head. I thought for sure that I was going to see the mutt clamp down and bite Jake's head off! Getting a tremendous rush of adrenaline, I run in there and swoop Jake up without thinking anything about my own safety. Fortunately, the mutt and the bigger Jack Russell go on and turn around and leave us alone. But the f*ckingest, littlest, dog - the younger Jack Russell will not leave us alone. I had already felt a stinging sensation on my lower left leg and assumed that I had been bitten, but I did not care as my main focus was to make sure that Jake was safe. So, I have Jake in my arms and he is still screaming as this ordeal has frightened him very much (which I don't blame him, it would frighten me, too). Well, this damn evil dog then starts jumping straight up in the air at us! I kid you not, but I am close to 6'3" and this damn dog had ripped the bottom of the old Boston Red Sox shirt that I had on. Well, where was my neighbor during all of this, you ask? That was a good question but he finally comes out after I already gotten Jake away from those dogs - we just needed him to get his f*cking Jack Russell off of us. So, he is trying in vain to corral his dog and not doing a particularly good job of it and is mumbling like he is Frankenstein's monster. Granted, Jake is still screaming because that dog is constantly getting close to biting him to which my neighbor makes the remark, "I can get her (his stupid dog) if he (Jake) would quit hollering!" I respond with "We are just trying to get out of here." Well, as he continues to fumble around, I start kicking that dog. At first, I was just kneeing the dog, but I happened to glance down and see blood on my left leg, and this pisses me off to no end. So, I begin to kick the dog because I have no other way to get it off of me and Jake. We finally get close enough to the door and then it happens...after getting kicked like 3 or 4 times, this evil dog is still looking at trying to finish off my left lower leg like it is some bone, so I wind up like I am Al Del Greco and I just absolutely kicked the **** out of that dog! I knew it had to hurt her as she went flying about 5 yards. I'll put it to you like this - Jake and me had no more trouble out of that dog. Then the most weird and surreal thing happened - my neighbor saw me kick the **** out of his dog and he got mad at me. He must have not known (the dumbass that he is) that I had been bitten, but this idiot kicks me! I look at him with this look, "Dude, you don't want to go there." I think he knew he had made a mistake because he immediately backed away from me after he did it. He then blurted out, "I am just trying to get her off of you." I look at my right arm and I have dog **** on it and yell at him, "Well, Ben, that does me no good since I have dog **** on me, does it?" By now, I was at my door, so we got in the house. I looked over Jake and he appeared to be okay, no bite marks at all on him which was remarkable. However, my lower left leg wasn't so lucky. I had a huge gash and quite a bit of blood. The next thing that ran through my mind was "Great, I probably have f*cking rabies because of these idiots." I tell my parents about it and they are worried that my idiot neighbors are going to try to press legal action against me. My father is very upset and makes the comment that his father (whose house I am living in) would shoot those dogs. I call my boss, who is going to law school, and ask him what I should do. He tells me that I could go to the hospital and have my leg checked out and then get the police involved and that the dog would have to be investigated. Unfortunately, though, in Tennessee, there is a first bite free law - meaning that the dog would get a warning - only after a second bite, would the dog have to be put to sleep. My parents recommend me to wait for the idiot's wife, who has been described by one person who I wouldn't say is the sharpest knife in the drawer, as a space cadet. So, I call the space cadet and ask her if her dogs have had their rabies shots. She says, "Why, of course they have!" I then tell her that one of them had bitten me and she can't believe it. So, she tells me that she will have her redneck husband check on me. I am finally getting ready to leave with Jake to go see my parents and here they come. He is very apologetic and says that he regrets kicking me. He didn't know that I had been bitten. They both see my leg and think that I had been scratched. The space cadet offers to pay for all my health expenses, medicine, etc and gives me a $10 bill to go get neosporin, rubbing alcohol, etc. Now, I or someone from my family has lived in this house for over 35 years. We don't want any trouble, and the last thing I need is fricition with any of my neighbors, even if they are idiots. We talked about the measures that both parties can take so this never happens again. I told them that Jake would always have to be on a leash and the space cadet said that she would *look* into getting a pen, but once again they swore up and down how their dogs stay inside for the most part and how the mutt is such a gentle dog. I told them that I would still like to have Jake be able to run free sometimes and they said that for me to call them and they would put their dogs up. So, I guess I am satisfied with the solutions. I just want to do the right thing although my family has always said that if we ever had a dog that bit a human, we would have the dog immediately put to sleep. I don't expect my neighbors to feel the same way. Needless to say, I had a tough time sleeping last night and I will always be leery of those dogs, even more so than I was before. Why oh why can't those people not have a dog anyway? They don't take care of them or spend time with them? Why can't these idiots not see this?
I think that Pink Floyd were idiots for not coming out with their "secret" concept album, Dark Side of the Dog.
I have a cutoff story... I was on a four lane highway, driving in the slow lane. At the time I had an RX-7 Turbo, and there was a guy driving the same speed as I was in the fast lane. He had been sitting in my blind spot for a while (annoying me). We were coming up to a truck in the slow lane that was moving pretty slow, so I started speeding up so I could change lanes without having to cut-off the guy sitting in my blind spot. I look behind me, and to my surprise the mini-van is gunning it and not losing any ground at all. Apparently he was offended that I would even consider changing lanes in front of him. Well, I am not going to be shown up by a mini-van, and I was running out of time to change lanes before I smashed into the rear end of the slow moving pickup truck that was coming up in the slow lane.... so I actually started trying. He made it a contest because I didn't downshift, but the turbo kicked in and it was over quickly. At that point I was going pretty fast, so I just let it cruise for a minute to put some space between me and the every day idiot. I look into my rear view mirror and there are clouds of black smoke shooting from the hood and back end of the mini-van. I guess he blew the engine being an every day idiot. I didn't stop to help. Revenge is sweet.
I always think that if you have a dog you really love....never let it off the leash in public. An idiot story of mine... Me and my mum went to a store to look at outdoor furniture. She was really unwell at the time. She had a broken rib and was really in alot of pain. It later turned out she has gall stones but at this point she thought the pain was just from the broken rib and she was just really unwell with a virus or something. Shes getting around ok at this point, but she is a bit fragile. We looked around...and she she these outdoor chairs she liked. The problem is, they were all stacked up and packed into a shelf and they were hard to get to. There were not price tage anywhere either. So we start looking for some assistance. We looked for AGES and eventually......we find "The idiot". We tell him we want to know the price of these chairs. They dont have a price tag on them and there is no price in the shelf either. He says ok...and goes to get some help. Normally that means they'll come back with the price.... Anyway he comes back with some other assistance and they start to try and get these chairs off the shelf. I say "There are no price tags on them" but do idiots ever listen? They spend about 5 minutes screwing around and get the chairs out. Guess what...the idiot looks and me sand says "There is no pricetag here". He offer to go and get the price from somewhere and he walks off. So we wait....and wait.....and wait. We must have waited for about 10 minutes. My Mum is sick and it was pretty late. We had other things to do so we decided to go because this guy must have forgotten about us. So we go off and do some shopping in other stores in the shopping center. We spend about half an hours shopping and just before we go my Mum see's some plants she likes out the front of the shop that sells the outdoor chairs we were looking at before. She looks around, see what she wants and we take them into the store to buy them. So now its late, we're both pretty tired and my Mum is just looking to get home and rest for the night. The outdoor chairs are forgotten, we'd been shopping elsewhere for about 45 minutes. This is when the Idiot returns. We are standing in line in a packed shopping center and this idiot rushed towards my Mum yelling "Thanks for waiting!". Thats all he got out of his mouth. I went ballistic! I said the F-Word 10 times before I even knew I was talking. I'd gotten in the path of the idiot and my Mum so he wasnt walking towards her any more, he was walking towards me. Everyone in the shop watched while I verbally unloaded on this guy. I was so pissed and one more step and he was going to have his head punched in. I dont know what happened to him because he was out of there in a flash. he's tough guy act quickly turned into the dog running away with his tail between his legs. Anyway me and my Mum had a good laugh about it. She complained.....and we never saw the idiot in that place again. One quick phone idiot before I go. I rang up a shop and asked "Do you have the Playstation 2 game called Madden NFL 2004". Now this place is I guess kind of like K-Mart. They sell pretty much everything. They dont specialise in Video games....so Im willing to explain myself, but I know they speak English! The girl on the other end of the line asks me to hold while she goes and has a look. 10 minutes Im on the phone. Now remember, I tollerate idiots because I refuse to get upset by them. So after 10 minutes Im finding this comical and wondering how bad it could get. She comes back with "Sorry, was that MADAM that you wanted." How do you asnwer that question! "No, I want to know the price of a Playstation 2 games called Madden NFL 2004. Its a gridiron game. A sports game." What does she say? "Please hold" So I wait another few minutes and I can hear this girl talking to somone in the store....no idea what shes doing. Then the line goes dead as she hangs up on me! Idiots....look out for them. They are everywhere!
OH MANNY!!!!!! THE HORROR OF PISS POOR DOG OWNER SIDE EFFECTS!!!!! I know you went through a rough time there with the injury and all but I had a great time reading your story. I had to laugh out loud. Please forgive me. The thought of this little tyrannical terrier doing 4 foot leaps in the air trying to come away with a piece of your dog or your t-shirt. Oh man...my imagination got the better of me. And, then, you kicking the crap out of that dog!!! WOOO!!!! I felt like I was watching a deleted scene from "There's Something About Mary" . Sorry about your bad case of idiocy. Those neighbor's dogs should not be running around freely. That's why we have things called fences. It sounds like a turf war going on there. Surf
