Calm Down

Some days I just get so angry. Like when a cab cuts me off while I'm trying to cross the street, I just want to kick in the back door as he drives by. Or when the woman sitting next to me in the coffee shop who is crazy starts babbling about something I just want to tell her to shut be quiet, or to ask her who she is talking to. When someone asks me for change I want to accost them and tell them to stop doing crack and tell them that asking for "75 cents" instead of "spare change" is no more effective because I'm not a stupid tourist that genuinely thinks you need the money for the bus. You need 75 cents so you can be 1/20 of the way to your next rock. Don't insult my intelligence. And by the way-to all the white homeless people with the signs that say "stranded" instead of "hungry" I think it's pathetic. What, since you're a white homeless person you expect me to think that you're really stranded and not just a drunk or drug addict. I don't mean to hate, but seriously. Damnit, I need to calm down, or work out, or STOP READING. Maybe get some sleep or something.