The Bunny Bacchus (mr_wombat) wrote,
The Bunny Bacchus
mr_wombat

Anger management

I'm just back from spending new year in Cork with metalrabbit and aside from everyone else I encountered during the last two days it was a really nice time, we ate mostly good food in the hotel, my starter sort of tasted like ass, some sort of chicken moose affair with mushrooms blended in which taste like ass. I had duck, a lot of duck and then there was a pavlova thing which was very very nice. Equally the breakfast this morning was substantial and tasty, we spent most of the day in bed watching the national geographic monkey special - a whole day about monkeys! and then I came home.

Like I said, a very very nice time, really relaxing.

However, back to the "other humans" thing:
On the train down it was typically packed to the gills, despite years and years of this CIE, (who operate the trains) have never caught on to the idea that when people are actually packed into the bits BETWEEN carriages perhaps it's time to add another carriage or another train or some damned thing that would mean there was space for people to sit down - they paid 50 quid for the ticket, I don't think it's much to ask.
So I sat in first class and paid my tenner extra when the inspector came along, I wasn't pleased about it but I was one of the last people whose ticket he checked and everyone else had tried any argument against paying that I could hope to think up (like "I paid 50 quid and there's nowhere to sit so I'm sitting in here and damn you to heck" - which got a response along the lines of "I don't care where you sit, you can sit between carriages but unless you pay you're not sitting here" - classy operation this) but the last bunch was a family where the father unit decided to make this his personal crusade (as I commented to someone else later that evening, it's fucking amazing what some people decide to take a stand on) to not pay the extra money for him, his wife and four kids. In the end he only ended up having to pay for himself and his wife and dear GOD I was praying for him to be thrown from the train, moving or not because: ATTENTION CORK PEOPLE - YOUR ACCENT SUCKS, IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU ARE COMPLAINING ALL THE TIME.

Of course, the kids made good use of the journey by being incredibly noise and hyperactive the whole time and stealing my coke bottle no fewer than four times.

Then the resteraunt - some couple brought their child into the resteraunt which in and of itself I have no problem with assuming the kid has been properly sedated beforehand because contrary to what these fucking breeders seemed to think, it is neither funny, noteworthy or entertaining when your kid goes BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA for a WHOLE FUCKING HOUR.

IF you are reading this and you have ever encounraged your child to do this and never ONCE tried to get the kid to SHUT UP and in fact CLAP ALONG THEN I FUCKING HOPE YOU AND EVERYONE YOU EVER CARED ABOUT DIE SCREAMING IN A DITCH SOMEWHERE, UNFOUND AND UNREMEMBERED OVER A VERY LONG PERIOD OF TIME YOU UTTER CUNTS OF SHITSTABBING DISEASED RHINO CUMMING PISSRODS.

ahem....

And as for you people who think no one noticed you skipping the queue to get on the train, when someone says "oi skippy, the queue starts back there" it means you're fucking rumbled you cuntsmack, there's a special place in hell for brain donors like you where you're nailed to a fucking wall and miss your train. I don't care how fucking special or wonderful you are, there are fucking conventions in society and while I will happily scream at people in public I only do it when pissed off by them and I certainly don't go out thinking I'm so wonderful I can skip queues. Greg once pointed out to me that generally you get one criminal freebee, you can beat the living shit out of someone once and get away with it thanks to a lax judicial system with little more than a slap on the wrist and some community service. I am saving my freebee for an appropriate occasion and queue skippers seem quite fucking appropriate.

And as to the soppy BITCH who thought she could sort of slide in front of me in the taxi queue, I sincerely hope that your having to wait an extra ten seconds on a taxi didn't inconvenience you too badly... no I lie, I hope the taxi you got stank of shit and the driver was the most terrifying maniac you ever meet. Give me dirty looks when I put my hand out in front of you to keep you from just cutting in front of me... bitch....

The sad thing is that fucks like this wonder what's up with the world when someone screams at you when you cut in.
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