This is some little thing floating around blog land that I thought would be funny to do. I am probably going to do an I love it : You hate it post tomorrow. It just seems fitting. Gotta complete the circle, ya know?
Without further adieu here are 10 things that I do not like that you probably do.
Hybrids: I get it. You like the whole thought of “going green,” but the amount you pay for that car is going to take you 5-10 years to even start saving money. If you want to save gas, move to a city and walk everywhere. A quarter tank of gas can last me 2.5 weeks in DC. You could even take public transportation! Gasp! So no preaching on saving the earth when you don’t even car pool in your hybrid.
American Idol: What is even the deal with this anymore? I loved AI back in the day, and stopped caring after Carrie Underwood won her season. I loved that Scotty, a fellow Wolfpacker, won last season, but I didn’t watch it. I voted for Kris (I forgot his name) over that Adam guy on the very last show of the season just because I wanted to shock the world. But really, American Idol you need to call it quits. Ryan Secrest no longer needs this show now that he has the entire Dick Clark’s New Years Rockin’ Eve by himself. {{I am not slamming DC, I am very sad to see him go, but I say things other people think. Judge me for it.}}
The NBA: Their lock-out was a total joke. They just wanted to be like the NFL. The NBA is full of whiney baby floppers that just care about themselves and the pay check. I would have loved if you stayed locked out or maybe, just maybe, you should realize what made you want to play the game in the first place. Kobe, just go away. Maybe a car company will give you a contract like Buick gave Shaq, but probably not. You will probs just get Rec Specs.
Disneyworld: Now before you call me a horrible person for not believing in the magic… Disneyworld and I have met too many times. I need an actual roller coaster. Not millions of kids crying because they are scared of Mickey Mouse in his costume, crying because their dad won’t pay for a $8 ice cream in the shape of MM head, Cinderella really isn’t that pretty, and the fact you are boiling from the inside out.
Cooking: I get it, it relaxes you. For my grandmother it is one of the ways she shows you she loves you. She obviously really loves me, because I stuff my face the entire time I am around her, but cooking to me is a fate worse than death. First, I have to buy all of this food when all I really want is a PB&J. Second, I have to wait hours while it prepares and I have been hungry since 3pm. After all that is done, I would have to clean up! {{Small tidbit about me, I HATE touching other peoples eaten food. I just hate it. I made my mom get me kitchen gloves in high school because I just could not touch plates with other peoples eaten food on it. Like ketchup on a plate in the sink. I am currently gagging.}}
Cats.
UNC.
“Going Paperless.” I know, I know, my carbon footprint is destroying the earth and my great grandchildren are going to be walking across ash from the Apocalypse while I eat my lunch in the grass and forget to put my paper in the recycling bin. I just have to have a paper trail. I organize through paper. I can’t stand planning through my calendar on my phone; I have to have planner. I can’t stay organized with bills when they come in through email. I need system where I open, pay, and file. It just has to be that way.
Beer: I think it is disgusting. I don’t have that “acquired taste.” I actually have a totally legitimate reason for it, but well we will save that for another day. Just no.
Running:I love sports, and I love to play sports, but running just in not my friend. I cannot enjoy just strictly running. I would rather play 5 hours of soccer and end up running 10 miles doing that, then just straight run for however long it takes a person to run 10 miles. How is that enjoyable? I have started walking Sadie a lot in DC and we have fun on our walks, and then I see a billion people run past me on the sidewalks dripping in sweat, huffing and puffing, and looking like they are about to die. Is that really fun for you? To look like a total hot mess in front of hundreds of people on the sidewalk? If you are going to look like you are going to need medical attention on your runs, then you should probably save those for the gym or some trail. Make sure to take your life alert with you.
