A Comment on Comments

There have been so many comments lately and as much as I want to respond to each and every one I simply do not have the time. My social calendar is completely full and my time is extremely valuable. For instance, just moments ago I ate an entire box of mac and cheese and that takes time people. And skill. However, I thought that it would be fun to pull a few of the most interesting comments and respond to them here in an open forum. Behold:

Anonymous said in regards to this post:

You sound like the typical drug useing, I hate my daddy, I’m gonna do a better job if I get pregnant accidentally after work at the party, I am a waitress that’s smarter than the world, maybe I can scam drinks off this table by not ringing up the drinks waitress. Grow up, have a family, and post something worth reading. You need a monkey leash.

May I respond, Anonymous? First off, I can’t take any comment seriously if you can’t spell words correctly. And you do not know how to spell “using” which is a real issue for me. You’re dumb. And please note that I used “you’re” and not “your” because it is correct. And why do you think I want to get pregnant after work? For one thing, I don’t have a uterus which is another big issue. I am a man. Bitchy WAITER not Bitchy WAITRESS. You’re dumb. And the whole grow up and have a family and post something worth reading thing? I have no desire to spread my seed and bring a child into my life. The thought of it makes me sick. The only thing that would make me feel sicker would be another boring ass blog about someones supposedly adorable baby. And as for the monkey leash, well you may be right.

Floyd said in regards to this post:

Honestly, I am 19 years old and I think you are way out of line. First off, dont give the old and tired excuse: “Oh, I might lose my job if I serve alcohol to minors.” Our government is run by a bunch of controlling pricks that work for special interest groups. You should do what is right and if a minor wants alcohol is no big fucking deal to serve them. Grow up and stop following the law like a zombie.

Oh Floyd. Dear, sweet, naive, dumb-as-a-brick Floyd. Do you really think that “I might lose my job” is a tired excuse? You know what I think is tired? Obnoxious 19 year old boys who think they know the answers to every world problem. You’re probably the same kid who sits next to me on the R train with his iPod playing way too loud. And you take up two seats because you spread your legs so wide since you think your balls are so impressive that you couldn’t possibly keep your legs close together. Pull your pants up, pull your head out of your ass and leave the blog.

And finally, to all the people who suggest that I quit bitching about my job and find a new one: shut up. Get over it. It’s what I do. I bitch. If I was a doctor, I would have a blog called The Bitchy Doctor. Or The Bitchy Teacher, The Bitchy Prostitute, The Bitchy Nurse, The Bitchy Priest, The Bitchy Architect, or the Bitchy Homeless Man. I will always and forever be bitchy. I’m good at it and Oprah told me to find what I am good at and do it. In the holy name of Oprah, I shall be The Bitchy Waiter.

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