Time to bitch.

I'd like to take a few moments to express my dislike for a couple of things (no surprises there, I'm sure).

1. Fat chicks with saggy boobs who wear clothing which reveals both their rolls and their saggy boobs. As if it isn't bad enough when a fat chick wears something that her stomach is hanging out of, some of them feel the need to wear things that grace us with both their glorious fat rolls and their drooping, separated cleavage (if you can even call this monstrosity of which I speak cleavage). Would the use of a push-up bra spare us all from this disgusting display of unsavory mammories? I don't know. Maybe there is nothing that can be done....except maybe the obvious WEAR A SHIRT THAT COVERS YOUR FUCKING TITS. And preferably your stomach rolls too. If you want to be fat and horrible, fine, but don't make the rest of us look at it.
2. Old people who answer the phone, and then have no idea who/what/when/where you are asking them because they are hard of hearing. Let me give a brief rehash of one such conversation I had with an old woman when trying to contact a potential contractor at work (note: this account may be partially fictional, but, I have had conversations almost equally as ridiculous):

Me: Hello, may I please speak with Frank?

Granny: Who? A teapot?

Me: No, Frank. I have his resume on file and I was hoping to touch base with him and get an update on his current job status.

Granny: No, sorry, we don't sell alligators here. Who is this?

Me: This is Ashley from JH Technical Services. I'm trying to reach Frank.

Granny: I'm sorry dear, I'm hard of hearing. There's no Bill that lives here.

Me: ::click::

Dustin decided that people over a certain age should not be allowed to answer the phone, and I totally agree with him, especially if they are DEAF! If you know you can't hear the person on the other end, LET THE ANSWERING MACHINE PICK IT UP!

Just needed to get that off my chest.