Waiting in line allows for the displeasure of dealing with many different types of people. Most are much like you and I; however, we all to often encounter people that just need to be taken and summarily executed. These persons come in many different varieties; some of which include: the Fidgety Man, the Bitch Complainer, and finally the Mother with children that spawned for the deepest reaches of Hell. Their very existence is unpleasant, but they all live and must each be dealt with accordingly.
The first, and least annoying of the bunch, is the Fidgety Man. He is easily recognized by his inability to stand still, his constant searching for a shorter line, and his need to handle everything he possibly can. His search for shorter lines is easily forgiven and understood, no one likes to wait in lines, still; his compulsive need to touch t
Waiting in line is a hassle. It is not meant to be a pleasant experience; still, it should not be ten minuets of purgatory either. People have nervous habits that, when seen for a short time, tap into the primal rage of others around them. When that happens, try to remember, "I'll never see this festering heap of carbon-based wastage again."
Infinitely worse than any person on the planet is the Mother who has no control of the unholy beasts she call her children. Less it is bolted to the floor, it cannot be saved; her demon spawn destroy everything. The first of Satan's minions throws Skittles at the one ripping magazines, whilst the diapered banshee unleashes it's blood-curdling cry; after which, the two imps move to the Pepsi cooler only to shake and drop many of bottles. What is their Mother doing while this malicious attack is taking place? Abso
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