Assuming you know me, you already know this.

[sweet_hedonia]

I hate everyone. Seriously, excepting myself and a few select others (if you're on my f-list, no worries, you make the cut), humanity is worthless. They are rude, stupid, arrogant and obnoxious, and very few make any attempt to be otherwise. I cannot even go to the store without dodging cars whose drivers appear to be aiming for pedestrians, and once I get there, the hordes in the aisles will not allow even the most polite person to get around them while they loiter right in the worst possible place. Of course, maybe it would be better to be forced to leave empty-handed, because once you have managed to grab the few things you need that are actually in stock, there is the checkout gauntlet to run. You can do yourself some favors by watching the ring-up prices like a hawk, because your cashier will undoubtedly be incompetent and overcharge you for things, while a child whose mother gave him something sticky to eat (want to guess whether she paid for it first?) paws at you with sticky, filthy hands and the cell-phone addict in front of you stands blocking the card reader, so you cannot complete your transaction. Finally, when the shopping is done, you get the fun experience of avoiding speeders and unobservant drivers in the parking lot. This will be, when you get home, followed by the delightful discovery that the bag-boy decided to put your most fragile purchase on the very bottom of the bag, piling numerous heavy items on top of it.

And people wonder why I wait until midnight to go shopping. At least the drunks and druggies stay out of my way, and the swing shift workers are too damned tired to be twats.

I thank whatever benevolent diety/dieties may exist for you guys. Thank you, thank you for being freaks, weirdos and geeks rather than normal people! If I didn't know there are a few of you awesome darlings out there, I would be wishing for an extinction-level event of some sort.