Broken Escalator Syndrome
Before you start thinking that I'm going to cuss out an inanimate object...or would consider an escalator animated…cause it does move…never mind. What I'm complaining about is…you guess it, you people. What is it about a broken escalator that is so freakin' hard to understand? Just walk up it. They are only stairs people. I've actually seen people get on the escalator then stop and look around, because it's not moving of course, step back off of them and go us the regular stairs. Huh? What up wit dat? Whenever there is a broken escalator watch the people who get on it. It's like they're walking for the first time, stepping gingerly from one crazy step to the next. This is our major problem? We can send a man to the moon but walking up stairs…now there's a problem.

Blinker Problems
Okay this is far from a new complaint, but it is about people again…starting to see a pattern? There seems to be an inherent problem with people and their cars, not just the fact that everyone out there is a terrible driver but yourself…it's those stupid blinkers. You leave them on for miles down the highway when you aren't even thinking of turning or the best is the non-user. You out of blinker fluid moron? It's a simple thing but a nice thing…use them when you are turning…don't use them when you aren't. Perhaps we should convince the car companies to install timers to help those with eventual left turn syndrome.

Bad Walkers
There are way too many things to complain about here…perhaps I'll break it down into even smaller sub-categories.

Constant stoppers: Why is it that you feel it's okay to just stop whenever you want when walking through a mall? For no apparent reason you stop dead in your tracks and just look around with this blank stare. There are people behind you bonehead, keep moving. I have to dive out of the way to stop from smashing into you.
Shufflers: Pick up your feet! Are you that lazy that the weight of your fat feet is too great to get them off of the ground? That is all I have to say.
Speaking of lazy, do you really need to use that handicap door? I see kids and people using these motor assist doors all the time for no reason…you have arms, use them!
Lane hogs: If you are coming towards me and we are going to collide move, I'll do it too. Give me some space you bastard…move one half body to your right and we can all pass fine…common courtesy please.

I'm sure I could go on an on…but I'm not gonna. Thank you for joining me for what the hell is that all about? Tune in next time when we ask: Why is that guy's head so big? Thank you, good night and remember: it's not the size of the complaint, but the fact that you make it.

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