Well, I see that no one comes here anymore. So now I'm going to be blogging to get things off my chest. Things that really irritate me.
I'm sick of people standing on the off ramps holding signs asking for help. Now, I'm just as compassionate as the next guy, but these people need to stop begging and get a job. I bet working at Wal-Mart is a little more satisfying than begging for change. And I bet it pays better.
There are some who try to tug at your heart strings, by standing out there with a dog, or having their scraggly wife stand out there looking all sad. I say, "Stop pouting and get a fucking job!"
What's really bad is when you're at the stop light and you're right next to them. I do feel a little bad sitting in my comfy car, but some of them stare at you and the light seems to take forever. There's a brief moment when I'm thinking of tossing some change out to them, but then what would they learn except that looking sad a dirty can get you free cash.
I'm sick of people standing on the off ramps holding signs asking for help. Now, I'm just as compassionate as the next guy, but these people need to stop begging and get a job. I bet working at Wal-Mart is a little more satisfying than begging for change. And I bet it pays better.
There are some who try to tug at your heart strings, by standing out there with a dog, or having their scraggly wife stand out there looking all sad. I say, "Stop pouting and get a fucking job!"
What's really bad is when you're at the stop light and you're right next to them. I do feel a little bad sitting in my comfy car, but some of them stare at you and the light seems to take forever. There's a brief moment when I'm thinking of tossing some change out to them, but then what would they learn except that looking sad a dirty can get you free cash.
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