I am so sick of having to go grocery shopping. Any shopping. Droves of zombified dotards litter the aisles and make it impossible to get anything done in a timely manner. They have no situational awareness, it's like watching a baby waddling around a highway in blissful ignorance. They'll just stop, without warning, in the worst possible places. They don't step to the side, they check behind to make sure they won't get barrelled over if they just stop, they don't even look IN FRONT of them as they walk. In some spaces, several metres wide, old people manage to take up the entire space, drifting from one side to another.
I fantasize sometimes, about just pushing these blithering, unaware, selfish wastes-of-space. Not all of them, just the ones who drift into you because they themselves don't know where their feet are taking them. I imagine it would feel good. I got tired of politely working around their stupid behaviours, and I'm getting tired of saying "excuse me."
There's some gen Xers who are ok, but for the most part I get angry just thinking about old people. Pack in their day, the elderly were respectful, talented, and hardworking. Elders nowadays are incapable of even the most basic tasks, ask for everything, and give nothing.>>246473>>254184>be old people>lived through one of the greatest economic booms in history>own a house and several assets because of said boom>little jimmy and baby jane come over regularly to help mawmaw and peepaw out with odd chores>pay them fucking pennies for this>tell those ungrateful brats not to expect pay for helping loved ones>fast-forward to the final years of our lives>could live out our final years in the family home, pay for a nurse (we have the assets for it)>decide instead to sell the family home for a huge profit to blackrock or vanguard (who cares, money is money even if it comes from satan himself)Post too long. Click here to view the full text.