Extra Hate for Bus Drivers

Ok. Not all of them are bad. Not all deserve hate. But my God have I met some terrible ones.

There is a certain air of superiority they carry. They are placed in a position of semi-authority and they think they can be jerks because of it. They close the door in your face. They leave even when they see you desperately running for it, Phoebe-style.

I mean, come on! An extra 5 seconds won’t kill you! And it’s not like buses, at least where I live, follow schedules. In fact, the schedules seem to be mere suggestions. Also, did you know they REFUSE to give you change? If you pay for a 4 dollar bus ride – which is already absurd – with a 20 dollar bill, you will not get 16 dollars back. I don’t know about you, but I call that stealing. But I will leave the attack on the whole transportation system for another time.

The focus here is simple: bus drivers are the worst.


The other day, I was running late for a class and saw that by a happy coincidence, a bus was arriving at a bus stop very close to me. I normally don’t take that bus because my class is a short walking distance, but I was late and I actually enjoy that particular class (probably because it is not part of my major). Anyways, I see that the people at the bus stop have gotten in and the bus door has closed BUT – as luck would have it – the lights were still red! I ran for it (which I am normally against) and made it!

Or so I thought. I knocked on the door, the bus driver looked at me, shook her STUPID FUCKING DUMBASS head, waited a couple more seconds for the lights to turn green AND FUCKING LEFT ME THERE. Are you serious? You couldn’t open the door?!


This is similar to what happened to me. But mine is worse.

If it wasn’t for the other passengers (and because I am a decent person) I would have prayed her brakes went out going down the hill. Yes, like that song.



After a 15 minute walk from my University to the train station and a 50 minute train ride, I still have to take a 20 minute bus ride (followed by a 10 minute walk home). Yes, I live in the middle of nowhere. Which is why there are only about 10 people on the 20 minute bus ride at any given time. So although there are predetermined stops, all bus drivers drop you off wherever the fuck you want (as long as it is within the bus route). All except one fat, old, bald fucking douchebag, which did not allow me to get off where I normally do (it’s a street corner with a stop sign, so he has to stop anyways) and left me three streets away, in the dark, in the rain, in the cold. FUCK HIM.


I could go on, but this post is getting pretty long and I’m getting pretty angry. People next to me are starting to look worried.


What are YOUR terrible experiences with bus drivers? You know you have some!



WTF Fall Fashion

I don’t follow fashion much. But from what I have read during my extensive research (aka: this article. And some of this article) on this Fall’s fashion trends, to be stylish this fall you should dress like a boy. In hand me downs. From your older brother. Who is casually also a biker/Catwoman/Charlie’s Angel. Then, throw on some chunky knitted accessories and you are good to go!

OR, try dressing like the hunter from Snow White:

Oversized jacket? Check. Stylish hat? Check. Gloves? Check. Tights? Check. Ankle booties? You can’t see it here, but trust me: Check! BONUS: His hair is a super stylish bob!

I guess I will stay out of fashion for now. Except I quite like the ankle booties.

What are some fashion trends YOU hate?

Love Literally

In yesterday’s post, we showed some hate for the word “literally” (when used in the wrong context). Today we want to show that word some looove!

Even though it ranks as THE most annoying misused word, every time I say it I sound sorta British, and those people are fucking classy.

And here is a picture of Rygos, because (1) he is also classy as fuck and (2) why the hell not?

I wouldn’t mind if HE said literally in the wrong context. But he wouldn’t. He is too perfect.

Pet Peeves: Little Windshield Triangle

Outside, it looks like it is about to rain. And that means I will need to use the windshield wiper. And that means that the little triangle the windshield wipers can’t reach will become painfully visible. And that drives me crazy! If I was a car-parts-inventor-person, I would dedicate my career to more thorough windshield wiping.

Dear Windshield Wipers, Can’t touch this. Sincerely, That Little Triangle.

What are some of YOUR pet peeves?

Britney Spears Retro-Rant

Ok, so Britney is not really retro. And not really pretty, or talented (in a Jimmy Hendrix, Eric Clapton, John Lennon kind of way).

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And judging by the fact that James Franco’s arm was stuck in a rock for longer than she was married to Jason Allen Alexander (the dude she married in Vegas), she is not really classy either (except for the fact that her name starts with Brit, and those people are classy as fuck).

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But dissing Brit is way too easy and overdone.

So I want to say that, no matter what, if “Oops I Did it Again” or “I Love Rock ‘n’ Roll” comes on, I will get up, dance and belt out the lyrics. And that’s gotta count for something.


Normally, we love to hate. But some things don’t get enough love. So potato. Because potatoes just don’t get enough love.


Jelena Ristic Rant – Some Love for the Djoker

For those of you who have the pleasure of not knowing her, Jelena is tennis hottie Novak Djokovic’s girlfriend. For those who don’t know who Novak is, fuck you!

But I will say this: he is so cute he makes babies and puppies look like hemorrhoids. I will spare you the pain of having to look at a picture of hemorrhoids. So here is a pic of Djokovic with a dolphin:

But back to Jelena. There will be no pics of her. I hate her. Not only did she take my man, but what kind of name is Jelena? Sounds like a name for teen pseudo-celebrities Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez after they started dating and, as all celeb couples do, morphed into a blob.

That’s really all I can say about Jelena. I don’t spend time googling her. She makes me sick and I like to pretend I live in a universe where she doesn’t exist.

Who are YOUR celebrity crushes? Do they have significant others you mindlessly hate?

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