There is a certain amount of ignorance and hope in someone that someone that becomes a crusader with a cause.
Take the two well-monied house frau’s sitting at the next table are a perfect example.
Lets take an inventory, shall we?
I was in the parking lot when they drove up in separate cars.
One Mercedes, S Class.
One Range Rover Sport.
Once I got inside, I really didn’t need the visual of their vehicles to know what they drove.
They both have the annoying habit of carrying their car keys with the brand logo hanging out for all to see. Its annoying, but it is one that a majority of people with expensive cars that come with key chains with logos do. Its a minor thing.
The shoes are expensive. I used to be involved with a shoe-whore, I recognize the quality.
The clothing is expensive and made to look much more casual. Its expensive to look that casual.
The bag may be Louis Vuitton, I can’t be sure, I never dated a bag-whore.
Their coffee orders were difficult and long. This was not unexpected.
Their conversation was pretty much what I expected, shallow and narcissistic.
I don’t like them instinctively.
Its not the money or a race thing, its the attitude.
My coffee is hot and the company is delicious.
Its not often the coffee shop god’s smile upon you, but when it happens, its sweet.
This is a neat way of saying the table next to them is open.
When you put on headphones, but leave the music off, people assume you can’t hear what they are saying.
“I am sick of this bullshit.” (Angst, always brings out the best in silly conversation, don’t you think?)
“I know, right?” ( I am sorry, but this reply lowered her an extra notch.)
“Their denial is ridiculous, its hurting all of us.”
“The facts are the facts, the school’s carbon footprint is massive and they refuse to do anything about it!”
The statement is most likely valid, and I don’t know anything about the school in question. (But I used to inspect schools, so I do have a perspective.)
But the hypocrisy is stunning.
I swear, I almost said something and risked breaking the cardinal rule of this blog.
Don’t get involved. (Not to be confused with the Hippocratic oath “Do no harm. Mine is more “Do some harm if its funny.”)
Mainly because anything I said would not influence or change their opinion one way or the other.
If I agree with them, I am ok.
If I disagree, I am obviously some sort of ignorant denier.
And where is the fun in that?
What these ignorant biotches are missing is the fact that if you want to bitch at other people make sure your own shit doesn’t stink.
Their own carbon footprint is pretty scary.
The iPhone 5’s that are sitting on the table in their obscenely high priced cases have the highest lifetime carbon footprint of any iPhone ever made. (30 seconds of Google research doesn’t lie.)
Their vehicles are shining beacons of carbon footprinted light in the darkness.
Listening to them reminds me whats wrong with the world in general.
Stupidity. Its actually kind of depressing to think about the fact that these two are breeders.
I know this because they had a brief discussion about their kids.
Range Rover refused to let her son play lacrosse a year ago because, and I quote, “They insist on tracking the score instead of just letting the kids play.”
Sounds like a recipe for raising a pussy. God help this little squish-head when he gets out into the real world and finds out that your employer doesn’t give a shit if you lose but felt good doing it. He will be fired a baker’s dozen times before that little concept hits home.
And S-Class is not much better.
Her comment? “There are so many bad influences out there.”
Are you including the bad influence who’s vagina he tumbled out of?
That is one that will never be blamed.
Its always someone else’s fault.
And I am ok with that.
At least the coffee is hot.