I thought when you get older you become more bitter and thus, more grievances. Yet I struggle with what issues I might have and with who. So while I feel like I am selling out here we go:
My company's newly implemented internet security: Probably the reason why I am struggling for grievances because the fucking blocked AofG and multiple other blogging websites! Now I can only participate after hours when I hardly want to be on the web when I can kill my work day surfing. Fucked by my own damn department! I am going to have to wait until I get open to even participate in Festivus!
Drama: I am tired of the drama. Tired of hearing about everybody's drama in: overheard conversations on elevators, in offices, from neighboring lunch tables, on Facebook, in dumb ass reality shows where they have to pause with dramatic music to find out if the answer is right or who is eliminated as we could see allot more action or participants if they moved the damn show along. I am even tired and especially tired of the drama on the whiffle ball field. I get it, Art Vandelay and Padre like to argue, its in their blood, was it fair, was it a double, I mean at 40 years old we are still yelling "DO OVER!"
Rhody Basketball: Come out of the gates every year on fire, then burn out in the end and lose to some weak ass teams so our strength of schedule is killed and we can't make the big dance with 20+ wins under our belts. Get your shit together, the NIT is the tournament of losers. Its like not going to the prom but you are the decorating committee.
NFL Refs and League Officials: I am a Steelers fan, enough said.
Politics: I still don't get it, don't understand it, don't know how our system works, don't understand half the postings on this blog about the politics. Only know they all suck and don't make my life any easier and make me feel like I can't do anything about it no matter who I vote for or how loud I scream.
Saturday Night Live: I have been devoted and or addicted to your show for decades and feel like a sucker. I stay up late, throw off schedule that takes me days to recover and for what, 2 or 3 skits that are funny and can be seen by Monday on youtube. You put hosts on that are hardly funny but because they have a movie coming out their production studio is either related to NBC or pays money to put their sad ass actor on the show. Then you put some no name or artsy band or even worse, Justin Beiber whose fan base can't stay up past 7pm.
Justin Beiber: Who the fuck is this kid and what is he know for? I've heard Art Vandelay belt out a better tune and even with his kid giving him a hair cut, has a better melon then this fucker! I am just relived that I had son and not a daughter so when he grows up(counting on hetero, not that there is anything wrong with playing for the other team) he better not fall for this teener bopper crap. I hope 9 months old isn't too early for some Maiden cause that is what he is getting an earful of until the first song his sings is Wasted Years!
The Halloween Judging Committee: C'mon, going as the ultimate douche version of the host of the damn party doesn't get you 1st place?! Especially when his wife is on the committee. What's a douche gotta do around here for a trophy?
I am sure there will be grievances with my grievances and admittedly they weren't the best, but damn it they were my grievances so Happy Fucking Festivus!