Welcome back, I
am so sorry for the time the site was down. You see my server
had some issues and had to go see the man. Needless to say after
a few sessions on the couch bitchin about how he hates his life
and he feels like he's in a runt, our server has returned to us
as health as ever. So, to commemorate our buddies return I chose
one of my favourite backgrounds (just to get me in the mood),
so here goes (hope it doesn't suck).
In the beginning
of September I had the luck to take a little vacation in my home
town (San Diego CA.) Now let me tell you friends, sometimes going
home is good, sometimes their bad, then you have a trip like mine.
In true Yotamaster style I tore SD in half, had a blast, saw the
folks, and flat out partied my ever, Alaskan, lovin ass off.
The thing that I
would have to say I hate most in my life are stupid people. You
see, nothing irritates me more than some moron crossing your path,
and pretty much devastating your day. Let me fill you in on a
little "Yotamaster Philosophy," in this world their
are many kinds of people that cross your path. One being the kind
that thinks the total opposite of what you think is funny and
what you think is cool; these people usually think what is funny
is cool, and what is cool is funny. These types are usually socially
outcast by age 13 or 14, some grow up to run fortune 500 companies
and drive a Beamer (not a bad tradeoff for your childhood of pain);
others wind up blowing the head off of the Jack-in-the-Box drive
through clown because he wanted one of the bendie figures that
they haven't given away in 15 years (this trade in sucks, but
what the hell skitzofrenia is kinda cool).
The second type
that I will explore are the ignorant types. You know the the people
that honestly don't know how to do something. This category requires
a sub category of two types, ignorant and want to learn, and ignorant
and don't want to learn. If you are one of those people that do
something over and over and always have a problem (and I'm not
talking about surfing or something that takes skill, just to keep
you up to speed on the thought process here), try defecting to
the first sub group in this section (a small step I know but at
least you'll stop pissing your boss off). The first sub category
here, ignorance but want to learn, is where most of us fall into.
My best advice, find someone that doesn't fall into either of
the for mentioned groups and your pretty safe.
The last group I
will review (and I saved the best for last), is the stupid people.
These are the ones that know better but do it anyway. This is
a big section, as I am sure you can imagine, if you can't then
think about that asshole that cut you off, or the jerk at work,
or that snotty register girl (I am sure at this point you can
ramble for yourself, so I will step aside for that). Now if you
are one of these people chances are you know it, and from the
general masses I would just like to say, "YOU PISS US OFF!!!".
If you are one of the stupid people reading this let me fill you
in on a little secret, usually the reason people in group one
turn to the desecration of a fast food icon (or worse) can usually
be traced back to a stupid person (given it was probably the straw
that broke the Camels back kind of thing). I think one solution
is to have like a stupid patrol, you know if they see a stupid
person they just zap him, and "Whalla" generations of
stupid free living (well ok maybe not).
I have covered these
items so that you will have an understanding when I say that there
are alot of stupid people in San Diego, but there alot of the
other kinds of people too. I guess what this episode is about
is recognising the types of people. When you can figure out how
to recognise types, then you can figure out what type you like
and what type you don't; then go find that person (this saves
alot of time). If you don't learn how to recognise then you wind
up being that washed out drunk hag in the Oldsmobile, a glass
of brandy in hand at 8:00 a.m., a smoke in the other, steering
with your knees; or the guy that sites at the table telling somebody
you don't even know about what a bitch he was, or what it was
like to be on the Jerry Springer Show.
If you ask me, not
learning to recognise people, is, well, stupid.
