Things I Don't Understand
I was thinking a lot on my way home yesterday and so many thoughts popped into my mind, so I just thought I'd make a short list.
*how can people walk while eating? I've been several places where people are just walking down the street eating fried chicken? Are they that busy that they can't sit down for a few bites?
*how can people eat chicken in their car? Are they that hungry that they can't wait to get home? French fries are different. Those don't make a mess. When you take a bite of chicken, the batter falls everywhere.
*why do people drive slow in the left lane and never move over to the right?
*why do my coworkers insist on talking to me about work when I'm obviously eating my lunch. I think I need a sign to put on my forehead with work zone and a red line through it. HA!!HA!! (that made me laugh-hard!)
*how can one person be such a big slob? My coworker is the messiest, laziest person when it comes to putting things away. Every time something here is messy or out of place, I secretly blame him. His future wife has got to be a neat freak because I couldn't stand someone like that. I'm no janitor!
*Why does a weasel go pop? What does that mean?
*I wish we all lived in the same time zone so that when I'm done writing my blog, everyone else will be done writing theirs. I'm sad at 7am when I get to work to check in and most of you are still snoozing.
*That's all for now. Add more questions if you like. I am ready to stimulate my brain.
posted by peachy @ 12:19 PM
6 Comments:
*some people don't have time to eat. that's like me on my busy days at work.
*some people don't care about dirty batter and greasy fingers in their car. i didn't when i had my old car.
*because they're jackasses.
*co-workers always talk about work. because they're jackasses. but that's okay. i don't want to divulge my personal life to them, nor do i want to hear about their sad, pathetic lives.
*i can't answer this. people are just disgusting creatures.
*i don't know. it's probably something gross about pedophiles or something. sickos.
*awwww.
*i don't have shit. i'm too busy being self-absorbed. heh. maybe later. *sigh*
My mom is one of those drivers. She says, "If people want to move around me, I'll let them." Meanwhile, I have to dodge the dirty looks.
Mmmmmmm... now I'm hungry for some KFC! :D
Quyen, I was thinking the same thing. Love KFC! Not in the car though.
"why do people drive slow in the left lane and never move over to the right?" I was thinking this one on the way to work today. There are so many who go slow in the PASSING lane. It drives me nuts.
I liked the 'weasel' thing - that made me laugh!
As for the time zone thing, think yourself lucky! I live almost an entire day ahead of 90% of the people who read my Blog. Comments? I've normally forgotten what the post was about by the time people comment on it!
I too wonder why people drive so damn slow in the LEFT lane. Drives me fucking crazy and im more than half way there all by myself...
You guys are too funny.
The weasel thing just popped into my head as I was typing. Maybe my head is the weasel. It is kind of small. I was also thinking about Ian's blog last night because it was like 11pm here and the comments said they were posted at like 7am. I figured that was Ian's time, and by the time I got to comment, I was already 6th or so on the list. Way behind...
I passed up on KFC for a salad tonight, but the grand opening of Chick Fil A is tomorrow. I think I'll have to stop by. :)
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