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Ran across this little gem on the interwebs today:

I love that they chose this image, which looks like a still-shot from a Ke$ha video.  "Become a psychologist and...help angsty teens who wear too much eye make-up?"

Furthermore, the last time I checked, a psychology degree took more than a year and a half to obtain.  But I guess when you go to the prestigious "Psychology College," the process is a little quicker.

Gym Etiquette

If you go to the gym, you've probably seen some rules that include "no cut off t-shirts, no denim shorts, and get off the treadmill after 30 minutes if someone's waiting."  Well these are not those rules.

1. Eyes On Your Own Treadmill
I can't express how much I hate it when I'm on a treadmill and I see (out of my periph) the person next to me looking over at me and/or my treadmill.  Repeatedly.  There's no need to ever look to your side while on a treadmill.  If your work-out was actually challenging, you'd be focused on that! BOOYAH!

2. No Farting
Just because you have your headphones on and can't hear it, doesn't mean we can't smell it.

3. Assess Your Skills
If you are deaf and blind, a cardio dance class is probably not for you.  However, I still run into these people often.  And I do mean RUN INTO THEM because they're spinning left when everyone else is spinning right.

4. Cardio Machines Are Not Urinals
I've been told by those of the male race that there's a certain procedure when it comes to picking a urinal.  See below:

For some reason, people do THIS SAME THING with the cardio machines.  They will walk all the way down the aisle looking for a treadmill which is not directly beside a treadmill in use.  I do not know why.  It makes me feel uncomfortable.

5. Conversations Should Involve Clothing

Please make sure that you are fully dressed before engaging in a conversation with a stranger in the locker room.  Or at least underwear.  Please? 

Overcrowded

I've always been a fan of people who appear to have no spatial awareness whatsoever. The people that you see in public places, usually crowded public places, that just have that look on their face like "I have no idea how I got here."  Kinda like this:

I've been running into a lot of these people lately. When I say running into, I literally mean smashing my car into their bodies.  Not really, but one can hope.  I just don't understand how you can have no concept of what's going on around you. 

Can we come up with a way to weed these people out?

Infograph Me

Here's a list of things you'll never catch me doing:

• reading the newspaper
• watching the Discovery Channel
• reading a non-fiction book
• looking through a telescope

Here are a list of things you will catch me doing:

• watching reality TV
• rapping Nicki Minaj lyrics over and over
• painting my dog's toenails
• drooling from the mouth

Needless to say, I'm not the thirstiest for knowledge.
Should I be ashamed? Probably. Am I? Nope.

But for some reason, if some information is presented in one of these newfangled "infographics" that are flying around the internet lately, I will read that shit like it's the latest issue of Us Weekly.

Take this one for example.  If I saw an article on "Marketing Automation," I would pass by that faster than you can say Unisom.  But the infographic? Read it top to bottom.  Ok, maybe not bottom. 

Here's one that actually is interesting:

Dear Rich Guy

Dear Rich Guy,
    I'm sure it sounded like a pretty good idea to park your expensive sports car at CVS like this:

However, while lowering the chances of someone opening their car door into yours, you're also increasing the chances of someone taking a baseball bat to your windshield for being an asshole.

Thanks,

     Shannon

P.S. Thanks to www.youparklikeanasshole.com, you can print out these handy-dandy tickets and put them on people's windshields!

True Beauty

I can't stand it when people post pictures online with a caption that says something about how horrible they look in that picture.

Bitch, please.

If you really thought you looked like shit, you would not be posting it on Facebook or Twitter or ChristianMingle.com or whatever other site you're tooling around on.

Take this picture, for example, from Real Housewife of OC Gretchen Rossi's Twitter:

Caption: Just finished my last hosting gig and in car on way home! Don't I look tired :)

No, actually, you look like a team of angels flew down and buffed your face with diamond dust and then drew on your eyebrows with gold flakes they sifted out of the rivers of Heaven.

If you're going to post a picture with a caption saying you look horrible, please make sure you look horrible. Like Katy Perry:

Also please make sure you're making a face that says "I'm trying really hard to pass this kidney stone."

No Punny Title, Just Really Bad Customer Service.

Yesterday, I went to a deli-type restaurant to eat lunch.  It is a chain restaurant, and I have been to some other locations but never the one where I live.  I've always loved the food and the people that work there.

UNTIL NOW.

My friend and I walk in, and the girl that's supposed to be taking our order is sitting at the counter reading a trashy romance novel.  We grab some menus and start looking through them.  My friend orders the chicken salad sandwich, and Miss Literary Junkie informs her that they are out of chicken salad.  Alright, no big deal, she orders something else.  I order a sandwich, and then decide I want some soup.  There's a sign that says "Soups of the Day," and I ask if those are the only soups they have today.

"Oh, we don't have either of those soups."

Hm.  That's odd that your sign states otherwise.

"Alright then," I say, "What soup do you have?"

She points to a giant pot of soup on the stove and says,

 "Just that one."

Given that I don't have x-ray vision and the pot is made of stainless steel, I go ahead and ask what kind of soup "that one" is.

"I don't know," she says.

I pause for a second, waiting for her to go ask somebody or at least go open the lid...BUT NOPE! She just sat there.  I'm guessing the shock on my face led her to follow up with this explanation:

"It's just like...soup.  Like, vegetable or broth or whatever."

YUMMY. TWO PLEASE.