How To Not Kill People

(therapy on the cheap)
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One of the handy side-effects of writing a humor column is that it can provide the writer with free therapy. This is useful because of one of the not-so-handy side-effects: writing a humor column doesn’t pay much.

Take, for example, pet peeves. We all have them, but rather than internalizing mine until I’m bitter and traumatized, I just start typing. Rather than letting those peeves simmer until I need to pay some goatee-sporting European to let me lie on his couch and talk about my parents, I just scribble lists.

And then I feel better…and safer. Because murder is wrong.

Case in point:

People I Could Do Without

  • People who fly on private jets to private islands to attend private conferences on climate change
  • People on facebook who equate their post’s “importance to your life” with “the number of exclamation points I’m using”
  • Mom & Pop marketers who drive through your neighborhood and lob little pebble-filled Ziplocs onto your driveway
  • People who insist on pointing out plot holes in Star Wars movies
  • People who eat with their hands, but point with a fork
  • Merchants who insist you can “buy two and save!” No. To save, buy none.
  • People who use “ask” as a noun or “office” as a verb
  • People who think “niggardly” is hate speech
  • Employees at coffee shops who still think everything after Labor Day must smell like pumpkins
  • Protestant church choirs trying to pull off syncopation
  • Guys at work who play imaginary golf in the hall
  • People who dot their i’s with open circles
  • People who continue to say that the tornado sounded like a train
  • Politicians who seem to be unaware that civilization has technology that can store recordings of what they actually said two years ago
  • Women in the grocery checkout who wait until their total is announced before beginning the deep dive into their purse, and when they do finally extract their checkbook, they act like it’s some alien lifeform that nobody has ever figured out how to negotiate with
  • People who claim that their favorite actor is Sean O’Connery
  • People who shove food in your face and say, “Here, smell this.”
  • Fast food restaurants that remove the rib bones and then stamp the meat to make it look like the rib bones are still there
  • Guys who brag about how drunk they got last night, as if stupidity was a contest
  • Parents who say they’re excited to see what gender their newborn child will choose
  • People who hoard dozens of ketchup packets in a drawer
  • People who are barely out of puberty that begin a sentence with “Back in the day…”
  • Music company marketers who release “Greatest Hits” albums that include one song you can’t get anywhere else
  • Guys at the grocery who pass a cute girl in the aisle, then turn around and look to see if she turned around and looked
  • People who read an email announcing somebody’s promotion and then “reply to all”
  • People who complain about Trump causing the spread of coronavirus while they’re wearing a mask below their nose
  • Car dealers who think we think that “best bargain” equals “loudest announcer”
  • Companies who advise me that, when I’m done with their voice mail system, I can hang up
  • Guys who cut fake parts in their hair
  • The people who designed those fast food drive-thru audio speakers
  • People who assert that Jesus will not be pleased if you don’t share their social media post
  • Online Scrabble cheaters who pretend like their everyday vocabulary includes words like STHENIA or YEX
  • People who gesture with their hands…while they’re talking on the phone
  • People who claim to know in advance how many people will share their facebook post
  • Guys who wear their hats inside, but think shirtsleeves are optional
  • Ads that announce “operators are standing by!” Can’t you get those people a chair?
  • People who ask for their salad dressing “on the side” while ordering three large pork sandwiches
  • People at work who show up late for their own meeting, and then blame being late on another meeting
  • Women who tell you bald men are sexy. Yeah? Then shave.

There. I feel better now, I avoided jail time, and I saved myself hundreds of dollars. I think I’ll go buy some faux fast food ribs.

If I can manage to explain what I want through the speaker at the drive-thru.

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