I Hate the Suburbs pt 185

I'm pretty adamant in my belief that the suburbs are: 1) the creation of Satan; and 2) a breeding ground for ignorance (amongst other things; jackass-wannabe-punk-rock-or-gangsta-but-really-a-silver-spoon-in-the-mouth-bratty-butt-clown-teens excluded).

Yesterday I went to meet a friend for lunch near the west beltway. While sitting outside of cafe express waiting I heard a loud crash inside. Then an older guy rushed out. And then a younger late teen and an older lady stormed out. Then the afforementioned youth yelled some vulgarities (which aren't worth retyping) at some older ladies. Kind of weird, to say the least. I felt kind of bad for the ladies...until they opened their mouths.

Streams of questions and comments poured out amongst them. Apparently the kid got mad and flipped a table and was yelling at the man and woman he was with. The older ladies must have interjected because he started yelling at them. Well the speculation of these women began with "that couldn't be there son, cause he looked like he was of a different race" ever heard of adoption? And what if he was? Ughhh that meritted a punch in the ignorant face.

They continued on. But the best? "he's crazy! The money I pay to social security is going to go to supporting him..." all from a woman who was at least (I wish I had italic capabilities on my phone) 60lbs overweight. Ohhhhh pots and kettles, calling each other black. Hey lady, how about you? You're not too far from Medicaid age. And a little exercise wouldn't hurt. Can't wait till my tax dollars go to support you and your grossly overweight frame. I wanted to push this woman to the ground and tell her to keep her simple-minded and assumption heavy thoughts to herself. Instead, I went back to reading the news and continued to be showered by annoying suburbia conversations.

Ughhh! I hate the suburbs.

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