First, I’d like to apologize for not posting nearly as often as I’d like. I’ve been so busy with work during the week that when I come home I just want to avoid the computer at all costs. This has left very little thinking time, let alone time to write. But rest assured, I have plenty coming. We all know that the world will never run out of things to complain about.

This marks a very special occasion as I have my very first guest post. Fellow blogger, Danny Brown (better known as my personal Mr. Right) has contributed some food for thought. What better place to put this but in the rant section.
I’ll start it.

You know what really grinds my gears – old people.
Where do old people get off?

I’m a pretty generous and polite guy by nature – I’ll hold doors open for people, give up seats on a bus or train for the elderly and pregnant women (especially pregnant old women!) and I’ll wait my turn patiently in the queue. So why can’t old people show the same respect?

They’re the same buggers that happily chirp, “I fought in the war for you!” Well, actually, you didn’t – you probably fought for my grandparents or parents, but I appreciate the sentiment. Still, this does not give you the God-given right to become obnoxious when you get older.

Seriously, the amount of time my wife and I have been standing in a queue and an old biddy barges through, or you don’t get even a polite thank you for giving up your seat… it’s like people get to a certain age and think, “Right, screw you world – now I’m going to bitch you up!”

Don’t get me wrong; there are plenty wonderful old people out there. Unfortunately, they’re seemingly becoming the minority. And with the way many of the new generation of kids today are obnoxious little cretins anyhoo, I despair for the future of mankind. Maybe I’ll go live in my ancestral Scottish cave – I’m bound to have one somewhere…