Things I Don’t Like

I’m sure if I had enough time, I’d be able to prove that I sometimes really hate everything.

I do not like:

  • Musical theater
  • Acrylic yarn
  • The Bush Administration
  • My neighbors
  • Lost stuff
  • Stale bread
  • Being pathologically self-destructive.
  • Public restrooms
  • Grillz
  • Those stupid Jesus/Darwin fish.
  • The entire fourth floor of the building on Veterans Pkwy.
  • Bad spellers
  • Panhandlers
  • Dryer lint
  • People, including myself, who are scared of everything.
  • Jägermeister
  • The United States Postal Service
  • Fat-free sour cream
  • Sweatbands
  • Bad writing
  • Ugly stamps
  • Dental plaque
  • Cheap garbage bags
  • Hurricane Katrina ‘refugees’
  • Long lines
  • Ratty towels
  • Cubans
  • Houndstooth
  • Brain freeze
  • Rubber cause bracelets
  • Nervous tics
  • The celebrity status of people unworthy of celebration.
  • Running late
  • Dial-up Internet
  • Dead camera batteries
  • When The Boy makes me repeat myself twenty times and still ignores me
  • People who can’t take a hint, including myself
  • Biting my tongue
  • Affirmative Action, etc.
  • Cheap lotion
  • Being lost
  • Michael Bublé
  • Ill-conceived Americana
  • New Yorkers, especially the ones who move their asses to Florida to die and then talk to me like I’m stupid because I don’t speak as if I have a vise holding my face together and have no way of knowing that when it’s said “New Yurk” it’s supposed to be the city and “Noo Yorke” is how they say the state. A thousand begged pardons, I guess I missed that day of Stupid School.
  • Wearing out a pair of shoes before you’re ready to let them go.
  • Picking up the slack
  • Finding that a pen has gone through the washing machine with all the stuff you like to wear
  • Kool Aid
  • Ugly jokes
  • Reptiles
  • $2.009+ gasoline
  • Mouth-breathers
  • Confederate flags slapped on every surface that would hold still by people who wouldn’t know the difference between the Richmond-Petersburg Campaign and Watergate if the world depended on it. If the source of your pride is shopping at Spencer’s Gifts, you’re doing something wrong.
  • Frozen waffles
  • Conscious and deliberate stupidity.
  • Missing garbage-pickup day.
  • Receiving bad instructions
  • Running out of toothpaste
  • Traffic court
  • Culturally dead people
  • Undue enthusiasm
  • Being lambasted for not having children/a husband/The OC DVD boxed set, etc.
  • Mandatory optimism
  • Morning
  • Having The Checkbook That Refuses to Balance
  • My compulsive need to apologize, even when it’s not my fault.
  • Bad movies
  • Censorship
  • Inflated shipping charges
  • The fact Robin Thicke has been allowed to live, breathe and produce a musical album. Ew.
  • Those viral “facts” and essays that get shopped all over the place, copied and pasted like a herpes outbreak on a Bible College campus. For instance, the word politics comes from the Greek language, not Latin and bears no reference to ectoparasites of any order.
  • Anna Nicole: An Unfinished Life continuing to air at every turn months and months and months after she went the way of an overfed pet goldfish.