Rant of the day - swearing ahead... ;)
Sep. 29th, 2006 12:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
To the bitch at the bus stop earlier,
SCREW YOU. How dare you suggest that I'm a liar when we've never met before. How dare you tell me 'If you don't like the smoke why don't you go and sit somewhere else?' when you & your fella were smoking away beside me and it was getting in my face and trying to prevent myself from having to inhale the digusting stuff, waved it away with my hand. I have no freakin' desire to come home from a long shitty day smelling like an ashtray & having to breathe in that shit coming from that thing in your hand! You f-ing bitch.
Some nerve you had when I said 'I was here first...' and you replied 'No you weren't!'. Me: 'Actually, I was.' You damn well know I was; don't talk shite! You & your boyfriend came to look at the bus timetables when I was sitting on that bench, then buggered off and then came back. Why should I have to move or even have to put up with that shit just to suit you & your boyf destroying your lungs, not to mention possibly mine. I'm fed up having to go away & stand when someone thinks it's ok to just light up wherever. Well let me tell you something; thank goodness this time next year you ain't gonna be able to smoke yourself to death in public thanks to the no-smoking ban that'll be passed.
Oh and don't think I didn't hear you (or maybe you did, I'm guessing the latter) still whinging like the 2 year old attention whore that you so blatantly are to your stupid boyf about 'did you see the way she (me probably) was staring at me OMGWTF!1!!'. Don't flatter yourself love; it's called glaring since you weren't content to just shut up for good. No, you had to turn round & look at me when you bunked a few places forward in the queue in front of me. That was a glare I gave you, dumbass. Stupid attention bitch/ho. Not everyone wants to destroy their lungs & stink like an ashtray, you maybe. We'll see how you do when you end up with lung cancer/heart disease etc.
Absolutely no love (and many kicks up your high-and-mighty arse),
Me.
Yay that felt good. I think I'm getting better at sticking up for myself in public, especially after tonight's episode & the McDonald's incident last year - go me! :D And I should say that that bitch talked with one of those irratating high pitched voices, you know the way all the chavs in Belfast talk, liek LMAO, if you've been in Belfast city centre. ;) :P I also took a bit of a tumble in the middle of the street earlier today as well; think I've hurt my pelvis a little, as well as a bit lower south a few weeks ago when I whacked my rear off my bike seat coming off a high bit of pavement, not realising that my bike does not have suspension.... -_- Ow....
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SCREW YOU. How dare you suggest that I'm a liar when we've never met before. How dare you tell me 'If you don't like the smoke why don't you go and sit somewhere else?' when you & your fella were smoking away beside me and it was getting in my face and trying to prevent myself from having to inhale the digusting stuff, waved it away with my hand. I have no freakin' desire to come home from a long shitty day smelling like an ashtray & having to breathe in that shit coming from that thing in your hand! You f-ing bitch.
Some nerve you had when I said 'I was here first...' and you replied 'No you weren't!'. Me: 'Actually, I was.' You damn well know I was; don't talk shite! You & your boyfriend came to look at the bus timetables when I was sitting on that bench, then buggered off and then came back. Why should I have to move or even have to put up with that shit just to suit you & your boyf destroying your lungs, not to mention possibly mine. I'm fed up having to go away & stand when someone thinks it's ok to just light up wherever. Well let me tell you something; thank goodness this time next year you ain't gonna be able to smoke yourself to death in public thanks to the no-smoking ban that'll be passed.
Oh and don't think I didn't hear you (or maybe you did, I'm guessing the latter) still whinging like the 2 year old attention whore that you so blatantly are to your stupid boyf about 'did you see the way she (me probably) was staring at me OMGWTF!1!!'. Don't flatter yourself love; it's called glaring since you weren't content to just shut up for good. No, you had to turn round & look at me when you bunked a few places forward in the queue in front of me. That was a glare I gave you, dumbass. Stupid attention bitch/ho. Not everyone wants to destroy their lungs & stink like an ashtray, you maybe. We'll see how you do when you end up with lung cancer/heart disease etc.
Absolutely no love (and many kicks up your high-and-mighty arse),
Me.
Yay that felt good. I think I'm getting better at sticking up for myself in public, especially after tonight's episode & the McDonald's incident last year - go me! :D And I should say that that bitch talked with one of those irratating high pitched voices, you know the way all the chavs in Belfast talk, liek LMAO, if you've been in Belfast city centre. ;) :P I also took a bit of a tumble in the middle of the street earlier today as well; think I've hurt my pelvis a little, as well as a bit lower south a few weeks ago when I whacked my rear off my bike seat coming off a high bit of pavement, not realising that my bike does not have suspension.... -_- Ow....
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Date: 2006-09-29 02:04 am (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2006-09-29 03:22 pm (UTC)♥
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Date: 2006-09-29 02:25 am (UTC)Damn people. Have some common courtesy. Agh. I'm very mad for you. *shakes fist*
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Date: 2006-09-29 03:23 pm (UTC)Oh the irony! O_O *fist*
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Date: 2006-09-29 05:38 am (UTC)I'll be glad when the smoking ban comes into force too - I'm sick of having to breathe in other people's smoke at the train station. If they want to kill themselves that's fine, but why should everyone else have to suffer as well?
Yesterday morning I had to walk up the street behind a woman who was smoking and copped a face full of it every time she exhaled. Bleargh!!!
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Date: 2006-09-29 03:21 pm (UTC)Exactly! I will never understand what possesses people to start it in the first place. The smell makes me feel like I'm gonna hurl! My dad grew up in a smoke-filled house but luckily my granda gave up smoking & my dad says that growing up with that put him off for life.
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Date: 2006-09-29 12:34 pm (UTC)I too loathe cigarettes. I'm allergic, and have asthma to boot, and I don't appreciate people thinking they have the right to cause me to sneeze etc. I wouldn't force someone with a food allergy to eat the food they're allergic too.
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Date: 2006-09-29 03:18 pm (UTC)Hee, I don't get to show it very often though! At least not in public; at home that's a very different story...;)
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Date: 2006-09-29 04:23 pm (UTC)As a victim of second hand smoke, I thoroughly sympathise!
You have to wonder what kind of mind invented smoking in the
first place! Beastly obscenity!
Catherine xx
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Date: 2006-09-29 04:47 pm (UTC)OMG hon you have my sympathies. *hugs*
You have to wonder what kind of mind invented smoking in the
first place! Beastly obscenity!
One that only cared about how much money they were gonna be making, that's for sure....
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Date: 2006-09-29 05:10 pm (UTC)of breath and get winded easily. Some victims suffer a lot
worse fates.
Money. I sometimes think we should go back to a barter system.
I used to babysit for a young woman who was one of the working
poor. Instead of money, she'd pay me by making me the most wonderful
homemade bread, or picking up my drycleaning-stuff like that. I
found it very agreeable. But then, some idiot would probably screw
that up as well. The mind boggles at the human obsession with totally
disregarding others just to get something.
Catherine xx
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Date: 2006-09-30 02:55 pm (UTC)disregarding others just to get something.
Couldn't have put it better myself. :(
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Date: 2006-09-30 04:57 pm (UTC)The excuses people use to do harmful stuff to others borders
on insanity...correction...they ARE insanity. "I'm frightened,
smoking calms me down." ?!?!?!?! "I'm skint. I have to sell drugs
to eat. People choose to buy them, I'm NOT forcing them." Rubbish,
mate! You don't have to sell them. My son and I were HOMELESS for
nearly two years between '96 and '98 and we never sold drugs or fell
into prostitution. We kept our morals and still got our lives back.
Listen, mate, just use that dormant 90% of your brain and learn the
Golden Rule. That's what I'D like to tell the fruitcakes of the world.
Nobody's perfect, but one can't use that as an excuse to harm others.
*sorry. my rant's over.*
Catherine xx