I Hate People
May 23rd, 2007Yup. That’s right. I hate people. Even you. People are a thorn in my side… They’re as much fun as a punctured lung. Really. OK, I don’t always hate them, but they can really get under my skin. If people could just lighten up and be a little more friendly and kind, there would be a lot less hate in this world, including my hate for people. And yes, “people” includes you. Now, this blog might come across as harsh to most of you, so before you get your panties all up in a bunch, let me give you some examples of the things that I hate about people:
In The Office:
- I hate people when they must reply and carbon-copy the entire freaking company on a simple email that I send directly to them. It’s rude and it makes them look like an idiot. There is a time to bring others into an email trail and a time to simply press the Reply button.
- I hate people who pay more attention to what I do, when they have no reason to care. They should mind their own business.
- I hate people who will stab you in the back the first chance that they get so that they can pass their failures onto you.
- I hate people who need to be held by the hand like a little baby and will go no further than their designated “job role.” This erks me to no end.
- I hate people who won’t take lunch because of their so-called dedication to the company. These are the same people who roll in 15 minutes late everyday and complain if you leave 5 minutes early.
Other People I Hate:
- I hate contractors who don’t want my business. Whenever I call a contractor to bid on business, most don’t even call back. The few that do never follow up with an estimate or a phone call. They don’t want my money. I don’t understand them. I have money to give them and they won’t take it.
- I hate nosey neighbors who try to disrupt the peace and tranquility of life by budding into things that do not pertain to them. (For my neighbors reading this – I’m not talking about you. It’s the other ones we all have to watch! But if you’re lucky, I will hate you too!)
- I hate people who judge others based on tangible items. If you have money or if you don’t… Either way they look down on you.
- I hate people who hate. People who really hate people. Now don’t get me wrong, I hate people as much as the next guy. Actually, I hate things that people do sometimes. I don’t really hate people.
- I hate people who are all grown up and still live at home with their mommies.
If you can read between the lines, perhaps you can see that I’ve made my best attempt to blend humor and seriousness into this blog. So don’t be offended. This is just a little rant… A few events have happened in the past day or two that sparked this. It’s my blog afterall!
Hey, Mr. Rockstar, me and some of your other neighbors and co-workers we talking it over and we’d like to butt into your business. We actually mentioned it the other day in email (it was CC’ed to your boss, his boss, her secretary, a few of the boys from the league, and the night janitor) but you left 5 minutes early that day so you probably didn’t get a chance to read it. Anyhoo, we wanted to let you know that we were thinking of getting back to you about that fencing job but really it takes a lot out of us just to compare notes on your private life, and then there’s all that CC’ing to get done, so really you can’t expect us to return every call. Seriously. But we hope you don’t hate us. Thanks.