It's all about you and your spawn

Couldn't believe this one yesterday. I went to lunch with a new co-worker as part of her orientation. We decided to go to Potbelly because they have some outdoor tables and it was a gorgeous day.

Everything was moving along fine. Ordered my sandwich, got my chips and cookie, paid at the register, got my cup for the fountain drink. And that's when I ran into yet another person who sucks.

When I got to the soda dispenser, the only one in the restaurant by the way, what do I find but an enormous baby stroller parked right in front of it. The damn thing was about the size of a '53 Buick, and was blocking access to every type of drink. The guy in front of me sort of reached around the thing to get some ice and his drink. Not me, though. I just grabbed the handle and pulled it back out of my way so I could use the fountain normally.

How ignorant is it for that lady to just park the thing right in front of the dispenser? Why not park it next to your table so it's at least out of the way for the rest of us? Or better yet, since this is the suburbs and the restaurant is no more than 50 feet away from parking, how about leaving the fucking monstrosity in the car? I'm sure Junior can get by walking for 50 feet. If you need a place for a smaller child to sit while you feed your face, try a baby seat. You can put it on the seat right next to you.

Ol' Ty had small children once upon a time, and he never would've thought to inconvenience the rest of humanity in the way you did lady. I know you think it's all about you and your spawn, but it's not. Take one of the quarters you got back after paying for your sandwich and buy a clue.

Watch where you're going, moron

Twice in the last week I have almost run over people with my while pulling through the parking lot at a gas station. One time the idiot was walking away from his car admiring it (I guess) with no thought that other people might have places to go and things to do. I hit my breaks in time to avoid embedding my car's logo in his backside.

The other time was two days ago at a Shell station. This time the guy was impatient and decided he was going to try to get in front of me to walk across before I could pull in front of him. Not a smooth move.

Let me tell you something people. I don't care what the law says about a pedestrian's right of way. In a confrontation between you and a one-ton pleasure machine, you are going to lose. Every time.

So get your heads out of your asses and watch where you're going. You'll thank me in the end.