Human stupidity. There's a concept I have been running into way to much. Take just today for some wonderful examples. As I was leaving my apartment parking lot one of my astute neighbors backs out of his parking space apparently with his or her eyes closed. Based on their reaction I believe this is a daily occurrence. Because the clown never stopped his car. If I did not react like Joie Chitwood the passenger side of my Mustang would have a huge dent in it right now.
Since today is St. Patrick's Day myself and a co-worker had lunch at the Billerica Irish American Club which is about two blocks from our office. Ron had to run into the Post Office to buy some stamps. I waited in his truck and in mere minutes observed enough human stupidity to write a thesis for an advanced degree from your favorite university. The Post Office shares a building with a Mobil gas station that also has a Dunkin' Donuts inside it. On the Post Office's end there are signs clearly stating parking for Post Office business only. The first rocket scientist to pull up, parks in the spot directly in front of the Post Office's door while chatting away on his cell phone. He exits his car, still chatting away and heads directly into the Mobil/Dunkin' Donuts shop.
Rocket scientist number two pulls up in the clearly marked No Parking lane between the gas pumps and the building. He drops his letters in the outside mailbox, jumps into his car and process to back up quickly in front of a car entering the parking lot from the street. He drops it into drive and is off to be annoying to someone else down the road. I figure he is a relative of my neighbor from this morning. Rocket scientist number one has now returned to his car, his purchase in one hand, while the other hand is continues to hold his phone to his ear. Two cars are now waiting for a parking space to go to the Post Office. The person in the first vehicle is now impatiently waiting for our one handed driver to get his car in gear. Hand waving and verbally expressing his displeasure albeit behind closed windows he waits for rocket scientist number one to leave phone still glued to his ear and completely oblivious to the outside world.
Luckily for me Ron returned at this point and we went for a wonderful plate of corned beef and cabbage, and listen to live Irish music for the rest of our lunch hour.
Now with all the humans adding to the shallow end of the gene pool here is an example of real canine brilliantness. "The Amazing Skidboot"
1 comment:
Despite the stupidity factor, I certainly hope you enjoyed your wearing o' the green. I enjoyed the 1956 Bel Airs. In addition to extraordinary distraction and self-absorption, we also don't actually know how to drive anymore...per my blog entry of a few months ago. Of course, we don't know how to walk anymore either....ever get behind someone who is walking and texting at the same time?
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