Old Women and Their Damn Change!

     The title of this post gives away the point of it to begin with but I will explain my predicament.  Not really a predicament but an observation.  So, if you're an old woman and you're reading this, I must warn you I may not be very nice.
     So I go to Wal-Mart the other day to pick up some workout clothes.  I went into the store fast and found the few things I needed in a quick rotation of the store because I knew where everything was located.  Now this is normally the same routine all men have when they go into any store.  They know what they want before they go into the store, grab their shit and get out.       Women on the other hand know what they want when they go in as well but for some inexplicable reason they have to walk the entire length of the store and go through every single shelf in the store as if there is some hidden deal buried underneath all the new stuff.  That is a little off comment but it still can't be argued with.  But I am quite sure that all women will argue with it because I think they don't notice it at all.
     The thing I have a major problem with is when I go up to the speedy checkout line, which is 20 items or less, not 40, not 60, but 20.  All the older women have a problem with understanding that little bit of mathematics in this process as well.  They believe that if you have multiple copies of the same thing then that still counts as 1 item!  It doesn't ladies!  Each individual barcode counts as 1 item.  Please understand this.  And Also, splitting up your items so they fit into the 20 items category is also extremely unacceptable.  The reason the speedy checkout line was created was for people that have a small list of items and they can get in and get out in a speedy fashion.  So, if you have a ton of shit in your cart and the normal lines are full but the speedy line has noone....too fuckin' bad!  I guarantee the second you pull up to that line and off load all your crap i onto the belt, someone with just a stick of deodorant and toilet paper will show up behind you.  Now to all the ladies that do this particular technique I want you to stop and look at the face of the person behind you.  That is what pure irritation looks like!
     But anyway I digressed in a huge way right there.  So, I have my few things and I go stand in the speedy checkout line.  In front of me is an old lady with approximately 35 items, again with the mathematics.  The guy that is actually doing the checkout doesn't say a word, he just continues to scan all items and he tells the lady what the damage is.  The price was $37.82.  She hands him two 20 dollar bills, and instead of taking the $2.18 in change she has to take her gigantic bag she has thrown over her shoulder and she starts digging through it looking for $0.82 in coins.  And obviously the coins aren't in a small place with the rest of the coinage, but strewn out all over the place in her bag.  She has to take, what seems like 20 minutes to look for the change.  Okay lady, this is not a speedy checkout at all!  Just take your goddamned change and get the hell out of the way.  Take your change to the bank later when you have it all rolled up or bring it to a grocery store with a Coinstar machine in it like everyone else.
     This was not a one time occurrence, nor do I have something against women.  Because if it was a man doing the same thing I would be equally irritated but it always turns out to be women.  Why can't these women not dig for their change?  And, is there a point in all women's lives where they start to do this coin technique?

Florida Drivers!

     This one has been brewing for quite some time now.  I am originally from the Northeastern part of the United States, so I have driven in Philadelphia, Boston and New York City.  I lived 10 years in southern California, so I have driven in San Diego and Los Angeles.  I have driven in bright sunshine, hurricanes, tropical storms and blizzards.  I have been in 2 accidents in my lifetime and both were where someone hit me.  I have always found there are really a few rules that come along with driving a motor vehicle in inclement weather.  Basic stuff like always have your head lights on, your M.P.H. should be alot slower than the posted speed limit, brake earlier than you would if in good weather and always use your blinkers or turning signals(depending on what you want to call them, I use blinkers as my choice).  There are more basics to follow but those are the important ones.
     So, a few months ago I moved to sunny Florida, the sunshine state.  In those few months I have been almost T-boned 3 times, almost slammed into the back of a bunch of cars, been cutoff more times in 3 months than 10 years near L.A., almost backed into in pretty much every parking lot I get in, almost side swiped a ton of times from cars just randomly swerving into the lane I am in.  There have been others but at this moment I cannot remember them.  Apparently in Florida you don't need to know how to drive to get a license.  First things first, USE YOUR FUCKIN' BLINKER!.  It is the lever behind the steering wheel on the left in most cars.  It is used to let the people behind you, or just around you for that matter, know where you're going and that you may be slowing down.  I think I may be the only person that uses mine in this whole state.  Secondly, if you are at a stop light or sign and you need to turn right and there is a long line of cars preventing this from happening, JUST WAIT LONGER!  Pulling out in front of the last car in the line that's doing 65 then slamming on your brakes because you want to turn on the next intersection is asking for death for the people in the car you just cut off.  Why can't you wait for one more fuckin' car you impatient sonofabitch!  Thirdly, the car in front of you is doing 10 M.P.H. over the speed limit, you try to put the accelerator pedal through the floor of your car to pass that car.  I do not mind being passed at all, it's just when that same car gets in front of then tries to put the brake pedal through the floor almost causing me to end up in your trunk.  And you commence to Driving Miss Daisy!  WHAT IS WRONG IN YOUR BRAIN HOUSING GROUP?!  
     In all my years of driving motor vehicles I have never seen a full state drive like shit before.  I used to think Massachusetts drivers were the worst but they have been bypassed by the sunshine state.  The drivers in this state suck some massive ass.  It's all fine and dandy that the Florida government made texting while you drive illegal, I get that.  But why haven't they made driving while you suck at driving illegal?  That's all I got for now, until later.

Creeping Death!

     Okay now this is the first of my worldly observations and it is based off the title.
     There is a guy I know that is exactly half my age, He was born the same year I graduated high school.  He is a cool kid, he plays video games, watches movies and listens to "some" good music.  I say some because he is rather narrow minded with his listening.  He listens to one type of music and one type only.  That type is modern day rap.  I do listen to rap, but just not modern day rap.  I am a more of a 80's, 90's gangsta rap type of listener.  But I also listen to most other types of music for the most part with the exception of country music.  I have never found any piece of country music that was remotely good to my ears, just doesn't work.  And like always...I digress.  So I am listening to Metallica on a completely random loop and Creeping Death comes on, which is one of my favorites from them.  This 18 year old walks by and says "What is this?"  With absolute disgust on his face.  So, I say to him "That's the sound a guitar makes when played at full speed!"  He then chimes in with "My music may swear alot but at least it's not about devil worship."  This, to me, may as well been a kick to the junk. "So, because a song has a verse in it with a chanting...DIE!DIE!DIE!...it is obviously devil music?"  He responds with a quick "Well, yeah!"  I then commence to school this youngen on the song, Creeping Death, and where the Band came up with it.
     Metallica wrote this particular fast paced mid 80's tune after watching the film, The Ten Commandments!  I have seen this movie on numerous occasions and have also read the Bible from cover to cover.  I am by no means a religious person, I just enjoy the stories that it contains.  There is a part in this film where God sends a creepy ass, wispy, smoky thing into Egypt to kill all the first born males in every family except those with sheep blood on their door frame.  This is the part where Metallica came up with the name of the song.  So, how I dare ask is this devil worship when it is a story of Moses and setting the Jewish people free from slavery?
    I suppose every human is guilty of this though.  Their ears hear what they want to hear.  If you don't give the music a chance you have no business making comments about what you seem to think the lyrics are about.  Not all heavy metal is about devil worship and sheep fuckin.  Country isn't always about losing shit.  And rap isn't always about smokin' weed.  I listen to what sounds good to my ears and that means I may not always agree with what is being said in the song either.  There are alot of songs that I do like but just don't like what is being said, but it sounds cool though.  It can go the other way as well, some songs I can relate to the lyrics but it sounds like shit so I don't listen to it.
     I guess the moral of this story is a classic one of Don't judge a book by it's cover.

The Gist Of This!

     I started this particular blog because of a strong need to vent.  Well, not only to vent because sometimes I just have to get the things I see on a daily basis out in the world so I am not the only person who sees it or knows about it.  So what I am trying to say is I may see something on my way to work or at home or something I see on the news or maybe it is something at work that annoys me or maybe something elsewhere that I like or possibly something I am disgusted by or something I find pretty cool or maybe about something I find just ridiculous and funny.  All from my own personal view of the world.  So when I see it, you may read about it.