Wednesday, April 28, 2010

3 Things that Perplex Me

40,000 men and women everyday - This line repeats multiple times during "Don't Fear the Reaper," by Blue Oyster Cult. It's one of my favorite songs, and I have no idea about what the 40,000 people are doing every day: dying? fearing? I just don't know.

Fighting with Family on Facebook - I'm going to call this FFF, but I just don't understand why people would feel the need to broadcast their arguments, especially with those they love. The past couple of weeks, I have watched three separate families get downright poisonous with each other on wall posts. It makes me want to defriend them all. Or quit Facebook. Unfortunately, I am one of those insane souls that is totally addicted to Farmville, so I'm staying where I'm at.

Charging for condiments - I get why chain fast food restaurants have to put limits on condiments. I mean, I'm sure someone down the line has demanded 27 packets of barbeque sauce. But if I order a chicken sandwich and fries and ask for two packets of honey mustard, I don't understand why I have to pay 20 cents for them. And if I do pay my 20 cents, you damn well better give me both packets. It's a thing I have. Everything is better with honey mustard. Just trust me on this.


Steve said...

40000? No idea.
FFF? Bad idea.
Honey mustard. I am with you on that! I've never been keen on relishes of any sort but I rarely order a Sub without Honey Mustard.

Orlandel said...

I really don't understand FFF. As a parent of a teen, I am "friends" with my child, but I hardly ever post on his wall or comment. I don't want to intrude, just watch silently in the background. If I need to comment on something it's done in the privacy of our living room and the world doesn't hear. Why some parents feel they need to chastise, harass, and embarrass their child in public just perplexes me and makes me want to smack the parent when they say, "I don't know why Billy doesn't want to spend time at home with me." DUH!