Wednesday, January 04, 2012

My List of Things that Are Destroying Humanity

Sorry, but I can't keep this in anymore.

1. Crocs
They're just rubber toe jam vessels. It's disgusting, just revolting, to think of cooks, dishwashers, nurses and surgeons wearing these foot condoms. Look, guys, tying isn't that hard, and if you "cain't bend," the last thing you need is a shoe to enable you.

2. Recliners
I like to lay down and watch TV as much as the next person, but when you're being that lazy, you shouldn't have an audience. You should be filled with a quiet shame that keeps you from making sitting on your ass in a Cadillac chair your favorite past time. The recliner is in the living room, where other people are living. You do not need to show off your sleep apnea and how close you are to death by sleeping in a recliner. 

3. Snuggies
Really? Is it that hard to keep the blanket up by your neck? Are your arms really so cold all the time that you simply have to have a backwards fleece robe to keep from getting hypothermia? Is a throw blanket seriously not cutting it for you? If you put on a Snuggie, even if it's at an outdoor sporting event, someone needs to slap you.

4. Forever Lazy
These actually have a way to zip open the ass. ZIP OPEN THE ASS. Why bother? If you're in a Forever Lazy, you're probably shitting your pants anyway because getting up to go to the bathroom, sitting down on the toilet, and squeezing out a loaf is just something you're too lazy to do. Forever Lazy ought to be called Mostly Dead.

5. Fast Food
This shouldn't even get to be called "food" anymore (except Wendy's, which does actually manage to cook some things themselves). It's chemically engineered mouth garbage, and it's worse for our humanity than meth. I'm convinced that both of them make you mentally retarded if overconsumed. I know the deliciousness of a McDonald's French Fry, and even knowing they're toxic, I sometimes succumb to them. By sometimes I mean once every 5 years. Some people consider this cotton candy shaped as burgers and fries as suitable for breakfast, lunch, and dinner... for themselves AND THEIR KIDS. We tax cigarettes and alcohol and those are now killing fewer people than fast food. That fast food isn't being taxed is a sin.

6. Walmart
Just going in to Walmart gives me anxiety. I usually last about 3 minutes before I've got to get out of there or else I'm going to start buying stuff to make bombs. I don't even care that Morningstar Sausage Patties are $1.30 cheaper there than at Kroger. I would pay $6 more just to avoid seeing those people driving their carts and filling them with ice cream, pork chops, and Mountain Dew, knowing they have health insurance and I don't.

7. Suburbs
Strip malls and cars and sameness, oh my. And I don't know why, but people triple in size in the suburbs. I grew up in the suburbs, and the suburbs of my youth are not the suburbs of today. We moved to the suburbs so we could ride our bikes and play in the safety of a cul de sac. Now when I end up in the suburbs, I never see a kid riding a bike or shooting basketball. I see fences and rigidly landscaped yards with Japanese Maples and giant garages. I know people live in the suburbs, but you never see them. 

8. PINK Sweatpants
I used to think PINK Sweatpants, the "college"of Victoria's Secret, were kind of cute. That is, until 90% of the women in my college starting wearing them to school. Sweatpants are fine if you're prepping to kick Creed's ass by racing up the stairs at the Philadelphia Museum of Art. They're even fine if you're wearing them at home so that you don't resort to wearing a Forever Lazy. Sweatpants, however, are not appropriate attire for the public. Has the fashion sense of women really devolved so much in 50 years that sweatpants and Ugg boots are the best we can do? Am I crazy to think that jeans and a shirt aren't that hard to put on?

9. Cigarettes
These are worse than fast food by like a millimeter. Maybe even a micrometer. Maybe they're just as bad. As a past social smoker and an intermittent drunk smoker, I just wish they'd do me and everyone else in the world a favor and ban these things already.

10. Cars
People drive these 4,000 pound missiles like their riding in a little red wagon. They text and fiddle with the radio and talk on the phone and then they try to kill me in a crosswalk or run over me on my bike. Not to mention their contribution to our environmental woes and our sedentary lifestyles. We have one car, and when it's 17 degrees outside, I'm incredibly grateful for it. But I don't use it as a kitchen, I understand how a 4-way stop works, and if it's 17 degrees out, I'm conscientious enough to give way to the pedestrians.

5 Comments:

Blogger Jen said...

This is my fourth favorite post of yours (ranking the others: 1. The first time you watched Milo, 2. The post about meeting Anna, 3. The post about when you watched Daisy and Milo together) ... so I feel that I need to comment on each of your items ...

1. Couldn't have said it better myself. I slightly forgive people that wear socks with theirs. I have to assume the antibacterial properties are long gone after the 1,000th wear.

2. Amen, sister. I use our recliner to rock and read with Anna toward the end of the night, but never once have either Mike or I fallen asleep in it. I actually think the cats use it more than we do.

3 & 4. Makes me embarassed to be an American. So help me God if anyone in a third world country ever sees that we have this available to the masses. I spit my coffee out after reading number 4 and laughed for 5 minutes straight.

5. As an occassional treat, fine, and I very much appreciate that most places offer healthier sides than fries, but anyone that is eating here more than once a month needs to reconsider why. (PS - Mike has seen a few Wendy's that offer a baked sweet potato as a side, yummmm!)

6. I need therapy after any trip to Walmart. They could be giving away diapers and I still wouldn't step foot in that store.

7. I'm a culprit on this one, but it's because Cincinnati Public Schools are horrible and we don't want to send our kids to private schools. I will say that our neighborhood is very friendly, has three groups of women that walk daily, play groups, and on any day where the temperature is above 35 degrees, there are groups of kids out playing in each other's yards. Your hard pressed to drive or walk through and not find at least a handful of people outside ready to start a conversation or at least give a friendly wave and smile.

8. I was guilty of wearing a lot of elastic waisted pants on maternity leave and now on weekends and in the evenings. I at least have yoga pants in respectible colors ... yeah, no yoga happens, but it COULD : )

9. Who seriously smokes anymore? It smells, it's gross, it's killing yourself, and it's expensive. I got stuck in line at a gas station recently (I needed gum) and had to endure 5 minutes of the guy in front of me trying to determine which pack of cigarettes was the cheapest. It took ALL the self control I had not to blurt out, "why don't you just effing quit, you're killing yourself!"

10. As someone that drives downtown almost daily and someone that's lived in NYC and Chicago where bikes and walking are something you do almost daily, I am extra cautious in regard to pedestrians. I can't tell you how many times I've been honked at downtown on my way to work as I let someone cross the street ... in the crosswalk, when they have the walk sign.

Wow, that was better than therapy!!

6:34 AM  
Blogger Megan said...

AMEN X 10!! Can we just create a pile in the town square and burn all crocs? I refuse to wear them or have anyone in my household wear them!

9:50 AM  
Blogger Ms. Thomas said...

BURN THE CROCS!! I'd go to town square for that... except the toxic fumes released from the squishy rubber shoe might be lethal.

And Jen, I'm fine with comfy clothes at home (I'm in yoga pants right now, although I did go for a hike a Raven Run in them earlier), but going to school or work in sweats because you're too lazy to get dressed, that's just gross.

Good to know I have your support on this, ladies! :)

3:20 PM  
Blogger Lisa said...

Both my girls have crocs, and only generic ones. I like them because they can play in the mud in the backyard in the spring and I can just hose them off. Lots of mud in KY in the spring. Crocs were meant to be gardening shoes anyway.

And I shop at Walmart. Mostly to buy dry goods. Not because I really want to. But because we have a family of five and a very limited budget.

Guess I'm white trash. ;)

10:13 AM  
Blogger Ms. Thomas said...

Lisa, you recognize Crocs are gardening shoes and the gross that is Walmart. Those insights alone mean you're not white trash... although I'd be white trash over redneck any day!

11:18 AM  

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