All right!! AHH!! You know I can only go for so long without launching a rant about the irritating nature of human beings. I feel like this guy in that some times I really don’t like people AT ALL!! I know that may sound awfully dramatic, but I swear I mean it. Today’s rant isn’t sparked by something that happened today, but I was sitting here thinking and I just started to get so angry!! I usually want my friends and family to feel comfortable at my home. I’ll often say, you know, please, make yourself at home. However, I don’t think that should invite them to lose their mind and any sense of social consideration when messing around in my kitchen. OK, if you haven’t figured out where I’m going with this, I’m talking about people being in my friggin refridgerator or my pantry. Like I said, make yourself at home, but at no time should you KNOWINGLY take the LAST OF ANYTHING!! Like, if you go into the kitchen for a diet coke, and there is only one, AT THAT POINT you should say, “Ooh, Constant, there is only one more coke. Do you mind if I take it??”  I will more than likely be happy that you were considerate enough to ask me about it, and I will give it to you. HOWEVER, if you don’t say anything at all, and proceed to drink the damned coke (and I go for one thinking that there is one, mouth all fixed for one and there are none, and you’re sipping on the last of yours and burping), I think that it’s fair for me to hit you in the throat.

AND that goes for the last of anything- last night’s dinner, take out leftovers, any alcoholic beverage, CAKE!?!? (YOU TAKE THE LAST FRIGGIN PIECE OF CAKE AND I’LL SLAP YOU ON THE SPOT), ANYTHING, especially stuff you KNOW I like and go out of the way to obtain, and can’t just ride up to Kroger to replace.  The point is, just because the welcome is extended doesn’t mean that you suddenly have to lose all consideration for other people’s space and belongings. WHAT THE HELL???

Vent over.  *sigh*

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