Jerks O’ Plenty

Jerk number one: We were at Tim Hortons yesterday and I ordered a cinnamon raisin bagel.  The guy behind me ordered the same thing.  The first bagel came out and he promptly took it off the counter.  I found it a little rude, but knew the next one would be following soon.  The guy took “his” bagel over to his table, then came back to the counter.  Soon after he arrived, the second bagel came out.  Would you believe that he took that one too?  The two workers and I looked over at the guy as he walked back to his table and set the second bagel down next to the first.  He then sat down.  One of the workers knew him and said “Hey Kyle, ummm, do you think you can bring one of those back, since you only ordered one?”  Kyle looked like nothing was wrong as he walked back to the counter and set one of the bagels back down.  What the heck is up with that?  How could anyone be so completely stupid and inconsiderate?  Plus he’s a thief!

Jerk number two: I was driving back from the airport today and was about the eighth car back, stopped at the Homer Bridge.  Two cars in front of me decided they didn’t want to wait, so they both turned around.  I had already turned my car off and wasn’t going to turn it back on just to move up a couple spots.  There was quite a line up behind me by the time the bridge was coming down.  I looked in my rear-view mirror, as I heard some honking.  There was a carload of punks driving the wrong way, passing the entire line.  A car was coming out of the gas station going the opposite way, so now they were headed right toward each other.  The jerks going the wrong way stopped and made the other car go off onto the shoulder to get around him.  He then pulled into the gas station on my left.  I had just started my car and was closing the gap between the car ahead of me, when the car full of wankers decided they needed to be first, and he floored it to get ahead of me.  He didn’t have enough time and all I could do was slam on my brakes and lay on the horn.  I noticed his little jerk passenger yell at the driver to stop.  He slammed on the brakes and his front right bumper must have stopped less than an inch from my front left bumper.  How he didn’t hit me blows my mind.  The guy behind me saw the whole thing so he edged up to close the space behind us.  He wasn’t going to let these boneheads in front of him, so they had to wait for the next car to let them in.  All that just because they didn’t want to wait in line like the rest of us.  I would have given anything for a cop to have been there.

Jerks three to nine hundred and seventy-eight:  All the stinkin little bugs that got in the way of my plane and splatted all over it.  Actually, I feel bad for the killing spree caused by my plane.

OK, I feel much better to get that out of my system.  On a brighter note, I got my plane back today after her annual inspection.  She was thoroughly examined and was in the “stirrups” for over a week.  It was great to have her back!

Today’s symptoms:  Despite this weekend’s jerk-fest, I’m not feeling too bad.  I’m a little pooped now with a fairly bad headache.  I’m looking forward to hitting the sheets soon.

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