Wicked, wicked ,wicked…WICKED! What the fuck is up with the North and wicked…and no I’m not fucking talking about the movie. I’m sure that’s actually enjoyable. Ever since I moved here so many people use that word with a northern accent and it makes my ears throb…but it gets worse…they also throw in a ‘yeah’ behind every sentence that surpasses their mouth. Like wtf…is that the only word you have in your vocabulary?
While we are on the subject of hot takes, and it’s soup season, I would just like to reiterate that SOUP IS NOT A MEAL…and it never will be! I HATE SOUP! Soup is a thick chunky beverage at most and no one can argue with me otherwise. Like why would I work all day just to come home and drink my dinner? Seems a little idiotic to me.
Hmm let’s think…what are some of my other hot takes…? Oh, I have a great one. I don’t believe that it is necessary to use your turn signal if you are in the turn lane….the lane is quite literally indicating where I’m planning to go. To use my signal will always be optional. Does that make me a bad driver? I don’t think so…but the odds were never in my favor anyway. I’m an Asian woman…aka your worst nightmare on the road.
While I’m on my little anger streak…let’s talk about how I was at a tailgate the other day and a brunette bitch body slammed me to get to a man….she fucking looks at me and goes “I’M BRIANNA!! I’M BRIANNA!!” Well BRIANNA…did no one ever teach you that it’s rude to body slam people…let alone for a MAN…oh god I couldn’t keep the disgust off my face. Next time I see you MS. BRIANNA…it’s game.
Also, the next person who steps in front of me and decides to have no personality and be a dud…I’m just going to walk away. No more niceties or time for menial small talk. I’m sick of being mentally drained just to try and keep a half-ass conversation with someone I don’t care for. I never thought a personality was hard to acquire…but DAMN people have burst my bubble since moving to bum-fuck nowhere.
Thank you for listening to me complain.