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| Have you ever noticed that the people working on road crews seem to be not quite as intelligent as the tar and asphalt they are working with? It�s depressing to think how much these zombies get paid for being complete and total morons.
They have been paving outside my home for the past few days, although they have been working on the roads for well over a year now. They started off by replacing the sewer systems and water pipes in the entire area, which caused all sorts of havoc for the people who live there. And there hasn�t been any notice of what they plan to do next at any stage of this other than at the beginning. Luckily, I know the person who used to live where I do now, and she gave me the stupid little flier that these pinheads sent out. Now, anyone else who moved into the area anytime after last August is fucked, because there has been no more communication with any of the residents from these trouser stains. When they first started digging up the water lines, people�s water would simply be shut off. For how long, nobody knew until it was turned back on. Yes, I understand that this is somewhat necessary when replacing these lines, but doesn�t anyone think it might be nice to tell the people that it will be affecting BEFORE they wake up and have no water, and have to go to work smelling like yesterdays Mexican takeout dinner because they have no running water to take a shower? A little common courtesy goes a long way here, and if these assbags would use some, maybe several whole blocks wouldn�t want them and their families dead. Well, no, we would probably still want them all dead. After all, on top of being legally stupid, they are also the biggest assholes on the face of the Earth. I mean, it�s summertime for Chrissakes. People like to sleep in sometimes, which is tough to do when some dunderhead who couldn�t outwit a weather vane decides that quarter after seven on a Monday morning is a good time to break out with the jackhammer right outside people�s windows. Monday is my goddamned day off, and all summer long I didn�t get to sleep in because of these cretins. The best part is, it was only on Mondays that they were working outside of MY home. The rest of the week, when I had to get up to go to work anyway, they were working two streets over, and I wouldn�t have heard them. Would it have killed the cockstains to change their little routine ever so slightly? I guess I already have my answer to that though, since as I said, I didn�t sleep in even one single Monday since May. But Monday mornings weren�t the only problems with these retarded chimps. Since I don�t trust any of the kids in the neighborhood, and the mail carrier is a complete and total moron, I stopped home almost every day at lunch time to get my mail, or at least to make sure the stupid bitch delivered it to the right place. And as I have covered in another rant, I always park in the same freakin� spot. Now, if any of these mental giants working on the roads had any ability to reason at all, they would take notice of the patterns of the people whose lives they are fucking up. But of course, not one of them had the brains that God gave a turnip, so of course I have to come home several times, and they are parked in my spot. Yeah, empty building across the street in one direction, and the town hall and court and public works buildings with an IMMENSE parking lot across the street in the other direction, and they have to park in MY fucking spot. And they have the nerve to wonder why they weren�t appreciated around here. Yeah, it�s a fucking mystery. One afternoon I stopped at home, and they weren�t in my spot, or even anywhere near it. I was inside for no more than TEN MINUTES. This is important to remember, for when I came out to go back to work, I had a dump truck parked behind me, a pick up in front of me, and a fucking bulldozer just sitting next to my car on the road. Now, there�s a vegetable sitting in the fucking bulldozer, and he watches me get in my car, turn the fucking thing on, then he starts to get out of the bulldozer. If there were awards for stupidity, this guy would definitely be getting one of the higher ones. I of course immediately start swearing my fucking head off, and those of you who know me know that I can get going pretty good when someone ticks me off. I start swearing like mad, and this asswaffle gives me a look like I�M inconveniencing HIM! Then he kinda sighs and gets back in the bulldozer to move it. People like that should be killed immediately upon exiting the womb, just to be safe and to insure that they never breed. Another time I came home from work and the fucking sign that they had up at the end of the road saying the road was closed was laying in my parking spot. Nails and copper wires hanging out of it all over the place. Well, seeing as how it was the night before trash day, the fucking sign went in the trash barrel. I know they picked it out of the garbage the next morning before the trash guys came and collected it, but it must have gotten the message across, because I never found it there again. Of course, that wasn�t the last of my dealings with these human skid marks. Another time I was trying to stop home on lunch, and all three ways to my home were blocked off. Well, they can�t fucking keep me out of my own home, so I started up the road that runs along the side of the house, since that one had no sign. There is a dump truck on the other side of the road, and a van had JUST gone down the road ahead of me, so I start driving towards home. At the intersection on the corner where I live, a melonhead in another dump truck let�s the van go by, looks right at me, and pulls down the road I�m on, HEADING DIRECTLY TOWARDS ME! He stops parallel with the other dump truck and gets out of his truck to go talk to the other guy! So I naturally started screaming out the window at him to kindly move his fucking truck before I drive it up his ass, and he looks at me like I did something wrong. It should be legal to kill people for doing stupid shit like this. These are far from the only problems with these subhuman cock monkeys that occurred this past summer, but I think I�ve made my point. But in case it wasn�t clear, they are fucking stupid. Dumber than a box of hair. They are idiots. And they need to be killed off before they can reproduce and lower the intelligence level of the gene pool any further. Now that the snow will be here soon, I don�t anticipate too many problems with them until next May. Maybe then I will write about them again. In the meantime, it looks like someone will be re-opening the bar across the street in a few months. The place that has THREE fucking parking spots. I�m sure there will be plenty of rant-fodder involved with that, so check back here often and I�ll point out more stupidity from the majority of the people who populate this little spinning ball of mud we call home. |
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