PBI

So I’m sitting at the lunch table today and some lamebrain squeezes his way into the seat beside me. There was plenty of room on the other side of the table away from me but he decides to invade my personal bubble. He’s a PBI - Personal Bubble Invader. I hate them. My cat hates them too. Why? Because they are pathetic losers.

Other drivers often invade my PB at traffic lights when the come in as close as they can. Do they think being so close will get them where they are going faster? Morons. The rule at a light is to be able to see the back tires of the car in front of you.

A favorite ploy of mine at a light when someone is so close you can see their boogers in their nose is to put the car in reverse. The reverse lights come on and the PBI starts wondering what I plan to do. It gets them a little rattled. If you have a junker, you can even start backing up into them. Usually they do nothing. They don’t know what the backup lights are for and don’t realize what could happen. Get off the freakin’ road you slimeballs.

I’m on my way home this afternoon during a very nasty thunderstorm. My wipers are going full blast but I still can’t see 2 feet in front of me. Unbelieveable as it sounds, I passed car after car without their headlights on. These idiots think.. “it’s daytime, I don’t need my headlights.” I think, how do these people function with their day to day duties.

On a happy note; I got free tickets to the B52’s concert next Tuesday evening at DTE Music Theatre. They were mine for the asking via a Chrysler website. I paid a small handling fee of $6 and we are good to go. The tickets will be waiting at the door for us. Rock Lobster!