Dorks And Losers

Say you’re walk­ing on a side­walk. Imag­ine walk­ing because I know not many peo­ple do it any­more. And side­walks are only built these days to accom­mo­date two peo­ple walk­ing side-by-side.

So you’re walk­ing one way and there’s a cou­ple of peo­ple walk­ing toward you. As you pass each other, the cou­ple walk­ing toward you ignore your exis­tence. That leaves you with a deci­sion. Do I main­tain my walk and bump into the other per­son? Do I walk out­side of the side­walk to avoid them?

I usu­ally have to walk out of the side­walk and avoid them. I’m a nice guy. But it bugs the crap out of me every time. That’s not to say that I don’t hap­pily give the side­walk to groups of peo­ple. The elderly, a baby, a panda bear. And that’s not to say that I don’t mind main­tain­ing my walk and bump­ing into jerks who deserve being hit. Punk kids, punk kids, punk kids.

GRRR.

To put myself into a bet­ter mood, here’s Kate:

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