DOWN WITH THE GOOD GUYS

You got all the good people in the world but the bad out bid them. I am one of the good people. I will see someone waiting to be let out into traffic and I will let them go. Then the jerk behind them decides ' ooh she let him out I will go out too'. I ment to let one out not both of them. I will use my turn signal to announce my every turn. Even in the parking lot. Then there is the person who zips in and out of traffic nearly clipping everyone. I saw in a movie last night "Shoot Em Up", this guy was zipping in and out of traffic and the hero of the movie got pissed off and rode up beside him and slammed him on his driver side sending him crashing into a parked car disabling him. My husband and I both wished we could do that.
I was brought up to be courteous to everyone and help those in need. I was heading into a store and saw a man in a wheelchair trying to get through the doors. At least 6 people walked through the doors on his sides ignoring him. I held open the door for him and gave him a little push through the door jam. He was greatful. How can people be like that. Are they that inconsiderate? How much time could it take for someone to hold open a door. Do unto other because when it is you your going to want someone to hold open the door for you. Through my years of school I would beat up the other kids because they were making fun of someone who was handicapped, blind, deaf, or whatever. Yeah I got suspended and put on plenty of detention for it. But if I didn't do it they could have caused some mental damage.
As the years pass people get more and more hateful. It is all about them them them. There wants there needs there issues. I work inside of a walmart and I see people taking the electric carts because they are lazy, or want to play in them. I saw a woman take an electric cart to return something at customer service. She parked the cart at the entrance to customer service and walked up to the counter. She was obviously not that seriously hurt, just really heavy set. When an associate went to take the cart back to door greeters, thinking it had been abandoned, she came at them saying she had broken her pelvis and had pins inserted to brace it. He asked her why she did not just drive it up to the counter. Her response was she did not want to take up to much room in line. Looking up you see 5 people in line and 4 of them had shopping carts. The associate explained that she needed to stay in the cart or return it to the front so customers who can't walk could use it. She got irritated and he just walked away. I just looked at her and said I agree with him. That really set her off. I see it all the time.
People who park in handicap spots are violent. One guy who had temporary plates sped up and stole a spot from a vehicle who had legal handicap plates and a wheel chair ramp on the back. A electronic cart was left outside and a feeble customer was ambling to it when another woman walked up to it and drove it inside. The elderly woman called to her and the woman on the cart just looked back smirked and kept on going. I quickly walked inside retrieved an electronic cart and drove it out to her. I mean what the hell.
I am sure you nice people see it too, all the time. We drive the speed limit. Hold doors open for people. Offer our lunches or snack with people around us. Give someone something and leave yourself with the left overs. I get things off the high shelves and hand them to the person reaching for them. Use your umbrella to block someone from the rain. Slow down on the freeway to let someone get on. Wave someone through a 4 way stop even though it is your turn. Tell someone that they left the door open on their gas tank. See someone left there lights on and have them paged. Rescue a kid from falling out of the shopping cart because the mother is occupied with something else.
I am just saying that we nice guys are out numbered by the bad guys so we need to turn the tables and show even more people how to be nice. It can be contagious just like a yawn you just got to initiate it.

Cry Baby

I do not cry in public. But if you put me in my house alone with a sad movie and I will cry. Well depending on what the sad movie is. If it involves someone losing a loved one I will most likely start crying. I don't know if it is because I fear losing the love of my life or I am scared to be alone. I just don't know. I ended up turning off 'Ghost' the other day because I couldn't stop sobbing when Patrick Swayze died. I think about how I would react if it was my husband that died and I would lose my control. I am able to keep from reacting like this with other people but when I am alone... honestly. I think I have more control with other people because I don't want them to make fun of me. Think about it. Your watching a movie and you see your friend crying... do you join them in tears or do you snicker to yourself? Most likely you snicker and say to yourself sissy, or crybaby, maybe even god its just a movie. I do not like being made fun of so I will avoid it.
Some people scar easily.... like me. If I am constantly told something about myself I think I am. So if I am told I am fat for an extended period of time I am. If I am told that I am not attractive enough times then I ain't. If I am reminded that I am dumb then I am. Growing up I was tormented by my siblings, kids at school and boyfriends. The more I got teased the more I went into a shell. So now I avoid making a spectacle of myself because I do not want people to think I am a goof, wuss or anything else for that fact. That is probably why my husband hates going out in public with me. Because I do not want to look incompetent or draw attention to myself. I will avoid dancing or playing games near people I do and don't know. I have no rhythm (a female genetic trait) so dancing is out of the question. You get enough liquor into me and I will play games with other people around. Also with liquor I will dance too but only with my husband and when I am standing near my table and I am up against him. Mostly then I am just molesting him outside of his clothes. Anyways there is only so many times you can be teased about something before you can't do anything without wondering what people are thinking about you. If I sing a song off key will they think of me as tone deaf? If I play darts and never hit the right spot, will they think of me as not coordinated? If I dance they will know I have no rhythm. If I eat to much will they think I am a pig? If I drink to much will they think I am an alcoholic? If I wear clothes that are to revealing will they think of me as a slut? My husband says I shouldn't care what other people think of me. I am a people person and I want people to think of me as an outgoing, caring, friendly, and pleasing. Not as a person who is a klutz, incapable of playing a game properly, or a dance deft idiot.
I am super self conscience. I wear large clothes to hide my obesity. I have make up on to conceal how bland my face is and my tiredness. I style my hair to keep people from seeing my grey hairs and wild mane. I drink to make myself sound like I sing good. I wear cleavage exposing shirts cause they are my best feature. I like to buy for people because I am so giving. It is just the way that I am. I have attempted to change and found myself being the way I was taught. Obedient, useful and boring. But is just fine with me cause it makes me less noticeable. And that is they way I like it.

Sympathy Pains

IT is funny for the almost 10 years that my husband and I have been married have we contracted each others diseases. Most are not even contagious.

Like for instance my husband has psoriasis on his knee. Well I got it on my ankle. It flakes and itches just like his does. It is not my imagination either you can see it.
He has diabetes too. Well I have his symptoms. I get really tired really fast. I have sudden desperation for something to drink. I will pee like every hour. I even shake when I have had nothing to eat for a few hours.
He also has tooth issues. Whenever his teeth begin acting up mine will decide to start hurting too.

See what I am talking about now? But he catches my stuff too. It is not just me being the hypochondriac.

Ever since my feet started giving me problems in the end of 06 he has been getting pains in his feet.
I will get a stomach ache and he will be in the bathroom an hour later.
I get really severe migraines. I have had them for 11 years. He has gotten a taste of it like twice and found it was an unpleasant experience.
Even this cough that I have had for over a year. In the past week or two he has been doing it too. Cept I don't yell at him every time he coughs like he does me.
He even gets that monthly visitor. Every month exactly one week before I start my cycle he will get bitchy. Full on bitchiness. Whining, hot flashes. Outbursts of rage.

Unfortunately it is genetic in my family to have a weak immune system. So of course I can pick up a cold from anyone. So right when my cold is ending he will be getting his. But he will get better drugs. I even avoid sharing drinks with him or even giving him good kisses to keep him from getting it. I guess just being in the house is good enough.

He won't admit that all of this is true. I am going to laugh my ass off IF I ever get pregnant though. I can just see him feeling sick to his stomache every day or having swollen feet. OH yeah... how about going into labor. Scream baby scream.

HeHe.... But seriously we must have a really good connection to one another if we are sharing each others medical conditions. That has got to be true love or we are one of gods great jokes.