I start every day in a pretty good mood. I might be sleepy. But once I get outside with the dogs, it’s all good. And I suppose if I had my own island, run by my rules, I would stay in that same good mood. Alas…TIHS happens…like…
Your little snarling, barking (and clearly not bright) dog actually attacks my dogs. One of whom then steps on your dog who then yelps and you give ME stink eye. Right. You deserve a smack upside the head. That’s seriously a while other blog rant.
or
Someone lets their dog poo RIGHT next to the stand with the free poo bags. And leaves it there. You deserve a punch right in the eye.
or
All of the poo bag stations on the couple blocks between my house and beach are empty. Because assclowns (like said owner of above little dog) use it as their own personal store and take 5 or 6 at a time. Sometimes I see people take them that don’t even have dogs! All of you deserve a beating with a stick.
or
Someone at work doesn’t replace the paper towels after using the last one; or spills water on the floor by the water cooler and doesn’t clean it up; or apparently empties/rinses their lunch dish in the sink leaving a sink full of shredded lettuce that is now clogging the drain and leaves it there. Were you people raised by savages in a cave?
or
The jackass in his little black Yaris (or Ford Focus or Prius or any number of little tin can cars) thinks he should control the flow of traffic over 92 and goes 10 mph under the speed limit the entire way to Highway 1, ignoring the line of 20+ cars behind him. This deserves a caning in my opinion.
or
My husband, who was at home sick all day (but still chose to go out to Target, the tailor and Costco for stuff for him and not asking if I/we needed anything and who called to say BTW the dryer stopped working and didn’t call anyone for it), is at home at his computer when I get home at 8pm after working all day and hasn’t taken the garbage or recycling out, or even put his dirty dishes in the kitchen, or picked up his clothes that are lying around everywhere, and then asks ME what’s for dinner and says he’s starving when he comes to look at the timer on the oven after I started it. I’m not even sure what that deserves. Something involving a big stick to the head I think.
The funny thing is, I will go to sleep tonight…in the guest room because I cannot take his hacking and snoring all night due to his current sinus infection…and wake up tomorrow AM and be in a good mood once again. Who knows how long that will last, but I will be. My only question is will I eventually implode or explode…at some point in the future….has to happen, right?
Good thing I have my huskies. And a seemingly good form of impulse control. I must because I haven’t maimed or killed anyone yet…that you can prove anyway ;)
Good thing I have my huskies…
9:55 am on March 6th, 2011
oh i hear you! i hate it when people don’t pick up or clean up after themselves. just talk to your huskies – they’ll understand.
as for your husband – hmmm… how about next time take all those clothes he left around the house and then dropping them at his feet. ;D
also – for rude pet owners who can’t control their dogs – i would let them know it.
one time my dad was with my nephews out for a walk and this woman was taking her dog for a walk and the dog attacked my nephews – they have three dogs at home so they know how to act around dogs. My dad told her point blank – “you better learn how to manage your dog. look at his face – he has this crazy look in his eyes when he sees kids.”
her response – “he’s never usually like that”
that’s what they all say.
my dad is old school italian and really doesn’t mince words or care what anybody thinks – he’ll just tell it like it is.
take care. :D
2:17 pm on March 6th, 2011
Funny – every time the huskies are attacked by some dog the response is “this is the first time” or “my dog has never done that.” Uh-huh. I know what will trigger my dogs and I make sure it never happens. I understand things happen but at least take responsibility for it.
I’ve gotten into “arguments” with people before. When Storm was a puppy and he was attacked at the dog park by 2 German Shepherds, I let loose on the guy. I lost it completely. He was a little 4 month old puppy and his 2 dogs attacked him because he had just adopted them from the shelter, after they were abused by the former owner. Yay for you rescuing but man – DUH they are not ready for the dog park yet. Plus he hit them so I was yelling at him for doing that since all that does it make it worse. He told me his trainer told him to do that and I was like “Really? Then your trainer is an idiot. And a menace. Give me his name and number so I can report him.” Man – I was on fire. The other people there told me later that they were worried about my safety because he seemed unstable. ugh.
But sometimes, I just want to not deal with ignorant schmucks and be on my way. Luckily, I don’t run into too many. Because if I did, I might need a lawyer ;)
7:01 pm on March 6th, 2011
ha! that’s a good attitude too – but i don’t blame you for laying into that guy – and what kind of trainer tells someone it’s okay to hit? Cesar would not be pleased!