Lets get one thing clear: I can be an asshole when the situation calls for it (and sometimes when it doesn’t) but as I go about my day to day business here in the merry ole land of Eustis I often see an overwhelming abundance of assholes. Let me break it down for you there are 3 basic types:
The Drive-Thru Asshole: I don’t eat fast food anymore but I do go through the drive-thru on occasion for Chrissy. I am amazed at the quatity of assholes I come into contact with. I realize slinging burgers, or in today’s case tacos, may not be where you saw yourself now that your 25 but don’t take that shit out on me. I worked a drive-thru once. I wasn’t an asshole. It’s a job and if you can’t be at your job without being an asshole then it’s time to either find a new one.
The Traffic Asshole: This asshole doesn’t look where he is going, doesn’t use turn signals or abide by traffic control devices like stop lights all while doing 10 mph under the speed limit. When he almost causes an accident, and he will, two of them today, he acts like YOU are in the wrong. What an asshole.
The Immature Asshole: This asshole’s assholiness can be chalked up to age sometimes but more often than not it is someone pushing 30. This asshole is as selfish and conceded as ot gets. He usually fronts to make himself look hardcore in front of his friends but then cries himself to sleep at night. So I guess that would just make him a sad asshole.
BTW if you are one that likes counting games, I said some variation of “asshole” 16 times. Since you made it through this post, or just scrolled to the bottom, I will reward you with a scene from the funniest sci-fi comedies ever. Enjoy.
You forgot to add that those traffic assholes are the ones on 3-lane highways, that like to shift to the one with the most distance between them and the next car, then slam on the gas, despite the people trying to legally switch lanes.