Children, I mean.
I don't consider myself some kind of grumpy inconsiderate asshole who can't stand humanity.
I just can't fucking stand kids.

Not in a "get the hell away from me you little shit machine" kind of way, I just don't have the energy or the patience to deal with all the attention and the needy, selfish nature that these little bastar... I mean these little darlings have.
I was at a mall today, and it was just depressing to see parents struggling to keep their offspring in check while the little devils ran amok shrieking, jumping, and practically destroying stores, while employees watched them helplessly and picked up after them, secretly hoping to smack those kids across the head so hard they'd start talking backwards. I was able to distinguish between three kinds of parents as I watched from the sidelines:

My oh my, what a deep and thoughtful-sounding title for a blog entry. I bet I'll end up smearing it wit yet another wad of mental jerk-off.
The title refers to the overall suckiness of today. Apparently I have spent my useful days at my part time gig in the newspaper, so I was told not to go anymore unless I'm called. Great, because lately I was feeling like a fifth wheel again, which pisses me off to no end. I abhor feeling useless! I was just standing around doing sporadic little nothings that regular employees were too lazy or tired to do themselves. But when even that kind of work is unavailable, all I can do is just hang around like a bum, occupying space and being shifted from chair to chair everytime it's rightful owner came back. It's a pretty fucked up work situation, and I can't even ...Keep reading.

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