In my opinion, the only event worth watching during the summer Olympics is women's gymnastics. (Just as the only one worth watching during the winter Olympics is ice skating.) Sure diving is mildly interesting for a few minutes, but I don't get into it. Everybody has their own tastes. Some watch each and every event. Some don't see the point in watching at all. But I still remember the magnificent seven of '96 and had heard the stories of Mary Lou Retton and Nadia Comaneci. These inspirational and emotional counts made quite the impression on me at a very impressionable age.
That being said, gymnastics judges have become straight up assholes. I obviously understand the need for deductions. And I understand that life is full of changes, therefore I can't complain about the change in scoring. But is it just me, or do they all seem to have a stick up their butt now? Almost like they want the athletes to fail?
Showing posts with label assholes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label assholes. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Sunday, March 18, 2012
call the popo, ho!
After years of recovering from a lackluster high school experience plagued by social awkwardness, I have apparently finally reached the epitome of cool. I had the cops called on me! Booyah, take that!
Betcha no one saw that coming...
If only it were that exciting. No, Mike and I had the cops called on us for taking a shower at midnight. Not a sexy shower (insert porn music here), mind you. Just a regular shower after both having worked over 10 hours that day. Within a minute of turning off the water there was a knock at the door. Mike goes to answer the door, still in his towel, as I cower out of sight in the bedroom.
Popo: "Hi, we've received a noise complaint about you." Awkward silence as cop obviously takes in Mike's wet hair and towel. "Umm, did you just get out of the shower?"
Mike: "Yeah, we just got home not too long ago. We were both at work all day."
Popo: "Oh...umm, okay." Awkward pause while cop wonders what the fuck he's doing there. "Just, umm, keep it down, okay? Have a nice night."
So either the cop thought we were having loud shower sex (which is what everyone else assumes when I tell them this story) or he realizes that my neighbors are all ridiculously hypocritical assholes.
If only their assholishness stopped here.
Betcha no one saw that coming...
If only it were that exciting. No, Mike and I had the cops called on us for taking a shower at midnight. Not a sexy shower (insert porn music here), mind you. Just a regular shower after both having worked over 10 hours that day. Within a minute of turning off the water there was a knock at the door. Mike goes to answer the door, still in his towel, as I cower out of sight in the bedroom.
Popo: "Hi, we've received a noise complaint about you." Awkward silence as cop obviously takes in Mike's wet hair and towel. "Umm, did you just get out of the shower?"
Mike: "Yeah, we just got home not too long ago. We were both at work all day."
Popo: "Oh...umm, okay." Awkward pause while cop wonders what the fuck he's doing there. "Just, umm, keep it down, okay? Have a nice night."
So either the cop thought we were having loud shower sex (which is what everyone else assumes when I tell them this story) or he realizes that my neighbors are all ridiculously hypocritical assholes.
If only their assholishness stopped here.
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