Blind and careless zombie fucks who walk the city streets.

Picture this: I am walking on the sidewalk and there are two people walking towards me side by side, thus taking up the width of the cemented area that I am trying to walk on. You're next picture might be one of the two people moving behind or in front of the other in order to make room for the oncoming traffic (me, alone). Well... no, not going to happen.

I will need to either walk around them in the mud, walk on the street and risk getting ran over by a taxi or a fucking Jew in a BMW, throw a dollar on the ground towards the opposite side I want to walk on (causing a feeding frenzy event that mimics a pack of lions massacring their dinner; something one would only see on the national geographic channel), or stand and make like a light pole as they bump into me; forcing them to make room. I always choose the light pole stance.

Now, I have lived in many places and have walked many a sidewalk, but this is insanity and retardation in a mix and at it's peak. Every time I walk on the streets I feel like I just entered a sold out Jonas Brothers concert and I am trying to get front and center. Okay, maybe a bit of an exaggeration. Sold out U2 concert*.

Does the thought to move one foot to the side have an instant effect of down syndrome in your brain? Does a bomb go off in your empty head? It's funny because where I have lived there always seems to be a common sidewalk courtesy, and it goes as follows: make eye contact with the people coming towards you long before you pass each other, decide which side of the sidewalk you each will take, and get the hell out of the way. That pretty much provides a painless and easy passage for both parties.

Thanks and get the fuck out of the way you brainless idiotic monkeys,

-James.


To the readers: I know, it sounds like I am complaining about something small and you might want to tell me that it's no big deal to walk around a couple of people on your way to your destination. If that was the case, then you are right and it is in fact no burden. But this happens with 90% of the people walking on the streets, they either don't move or they make a fucking b-line right towards you. Move your fucking self one foot, I promise your heart won't rupture and you won't die.