Complaints All Around
October 20, 2009 by admncc
I hope everyone enjoyed the casino Guest Post complaints on Monday and Tuesday. Having a Guest Post and then an immediate rebuttal post was interesting. I was disappointed though, because prior to those, we had been on fire with comments received. It seems like the casino issue wasn’t on everyone’s radar. So let’s spice it up a little and have some fun.
Take your pick of the below-issues. Each is capable of giving me a headache. And frankly, each could probably be its own post too.
Balloon Boy – If you haven’t heard about this by now, where have you been? I have one question. If we’ve established that the father most likely hid the kid and did this as publicity stunt, why do we keep talking about it. Hello! Isn’t that what he wants? I mean, CNN, TMZ, YouTube and the talk show circuit. It’s all over the news. LOL. The epitome – I just watched a video of balloon boy’s neighbor in a fist fight with a bystander. They actually bothered to film that? Anyway, you can listen to the original 911 call about balloon boy here. Real or fake – you be the judge.
I went to see “Paranormal Activity” last Friday night. It lived up to the hype. But answer me this. I’m sitting in a theatre packed with adults who are anticipating the scariest movie of the last decade – and two young parents walk in with their four-year-old child. My buddy looked at me and said, “WTF.” This kid may have been younger than four, but wouldn’t have been older. As they walked up the aisle, everyone was shaking their heads in disbelief and mumbling rude comments. If you can’t get a babysitter, don’t go to the movies! Or go see a kid’s movie instead. Needless to say, when it started to get scary, they left. And that was very early on in the movie. What a bunch of moron parents.
The other night I went out to dinner with my wife. At one point during the meal, I thought the guy at the table next to us had a broken cell phone, because it was making an awful noise. It turned out to be a pager. It went off several times. Finally, he mumbled “mother f*cker” and stepped away to answer it. He came back to his table and I overheard him say, “I have to go in to do a surgery tonight.” Then he proceeded to order a beer. I guess I should mention that he was already drinking another beer when we sat down. I don’t know if this guy was a doctor or a surgical assistant, but his behavior still scares the hell out of me.
And if I hear one more thing about Michael Jackson’s estate, his lawyers, his mother or people trying to sue his estate, I’m going to scream. When will the madness end?
P.S. Look outside. Apparently there’s supposed to be a meteor shower tonight!