Is It Just Me?

Every where I go, there are annoying people. Or at least people who annoy me. I recently told a friend on Facebook that I don't do well in crowds unless I choose the crowd. i.e., invite who I want over to my house for a party or know (and like) the majority of people who will be where ever I'm going.

Saturday A.M., Giant Eagle: A certain ethnic mother of 2 or 3 (it seemed like 5) kids all under age 5, with at least one whining at all times for something. Hint: Leave the kids at home with their dad, if you know who he is, or grandma or the pitbull or someone! You would get your grocery shopping done faster, leave in a better mood and not annoy everyone you come into contact with.

Now to be fair Mrs. Dan O and I were guilty of one of the sins of grocery shopping. Namely standing in an aisle talking with someone we hadn't seen in years and just happened to run into. However, as we said goodbye and were departing said aisle, I apologized to a lady whom I felt we may have held up for a few seconds. It's called courtesy. She acknowledged my apology and said it wasn't a problem. So, : P

Saturday P.M., ER: In bed next to Mrs. Dan O's, separated by 6 feet and a cloth curtain, an old woman's husband and loud mouth son carried on like they were alone in their fucking den. TV too loud. Son talking incessantly. You're in a fucking hospital people. Pipe the fuck down! When son and husband finally leave, old woman promptly fall asleep and snores like a dirt bike at max RPM. Jumping fucking christ. Then she wakes up and doesn't know why she's there or where her son and husband went. More drama. Felt sorry for her. I'm over it now.

Sunday P.M., Walmart: Young couple, 2 grocery carts, 4 kids, one crying/whining. Continuously. Hint: There's two of you. ONE of you stay home with the fucking brats. Or at least one of you take the whiny one out to the fucking car.  It's called courtesy! It can coincide with parenting.

So, is it just me? Seems every where we or I go there's some discourteous person or persons, with or without offspring, annoying the fuck out of me. The only place I don't get annoyed is at home (unless I'm watching the news) or where there's alcohol being served. But only if the service is prompt!