I hate people.
People are ridiculous.
1. If you smoke weed, that is wonderful. I’m not saying you shouldn’t, and I actually think it should be decriminalized, which is different than being legalized. However, if I’m sitting in a car with the windows up and doors closed and you pull up in another car next to me with your windows and doors shut I SHOULD NOT HAVE TO GET A CONTACT BUZZ FROM THE POT FUMES ESCAPING YOUR CAR! Get yourself together, find some better friends, smoke in a place where others won’t be bothered by it. Also, if you get high, act like you have some dang sense. Don’t act like you have no brain cells left at all, even if that actually is the case.
2. You’d think that seeing your ex and meeting their new girlfriend, you would at least try to make a good impression. You made yourself look incredibly stupid, and neither of us could take you seriously. If you didn’t seem so pathetic trying to be so cool in front of your friends, you probably would have heard a lot worse than just me calling you an idiot. Your smart ass comments weren’t appreciated by either of us and in case you forgot when you lost all your brain cells to the THC, WE BROKE UP, a long time ago. That means you no longer control me. You can’t tell me to shut up like you used to. If anybody should have been telling me to shut up it should have been my own fiance. But she would never do that because we have this wonderful thing in our relationship called respect for each other. That means she doesn’t try to control me or treat me like crap. You should take some lessons. And we also respect those around us, which leads me to…
3. I understand that people from [your town] get out as soon as they have the chance and that unfortunately some people don’t have that opportunity. Those that get stuck there for whatever reason (i.e. failing out of college, family issues, whatever…) seem to stick together. You and your friends were 4 little peas in a pod. It looked like you all rolled around in your marijuana field, probably harvesting it or something, and then got in the car to come get your stuff. Seriously, I don’t think any of you had outfits on that even matched, let alone looked right. And your friend, Mr. Raisedinabarn, tried to walk into a PUBLIC building smoking a cigarette. This isn’t [your town]; people here don’t walk around smoking cigarettes wherever they please. Actually, civilized people smoke 50 feet from the buildings. You should have known that because not only have you been lucky enough to venture from [your town] at one point, but to attend the same college as well. You need better friends, like your old ones… too bad you ran them all off.
Thank you for reminding me (as if I wasn’t already aware) how wonderful my fiance, and our relationship are. I hope that maybe you can sort whatever is going on with you out because you’re going down a horrible path, but if you can’t help yourself first no one else will be able to either. Grow up and realize that life isn’t about how much pot you can smoke, or how many pizzas you can deliver, or how many smart ass comments you can think of, and do something with your life.
