Well, it's hard sometimes because I felt (there for awhile) that I would have gotten side swiped by her. When she stood up and supported me, I was shocked and at the same time, glad. The fact that he was very disrespectful to her, is what shocks me and made me angry to begin with. It's also very easy to get things done. It really is. If you can remember to turn on your Playstation, turn on your iPad, or turn on your TV, then to me, there should be no reason why you can't remember to PROPERLY scoop the litter box, to take a peek into the garbage can and if it's full take it out, load the dishwasher, run it, and unload the clean dishes, and take a damn shower EVERY night. Like - what the hell is wrong with people? I know, I know - technically, I'm a Gen-Y myself. However... and yes there is a however... I was raised by traditionalists with traditional values. "Hard work pays off..." and "You won't get anywhere being lazy..." or the infamous "You kids don't know the value of..." so what did I do? I remembered those things. I remembered them at the best times and the worst times of my life. Had I NOT remembered them, I'd probably be homeless, on drugs, or dead. And God forbid I turn out like the rest of my generation. Do I feel entitled to anything? Sure. But what did I do to feel entitled to it? Well for starters, there was this one time... in the Marine Corps... and then this other time in the Army... and then these other times as a welder... But you see, for the things I feel I may be entitled to, do I press the envelope? No. I let things go, because why? Because I'm a self sufficient, autonomous, and efficient man that can handle his business and make things work. I don't ask for much - if anything - from anyone at any time. However, that comes at a price to those around me. If I get agitated by someone for slacking, you'll hear about it once... maybe even twice if I felt you weren't listening the first time - after that, I'm lighting a fire under someone's ... and it's best to stay out of my sight when it happens. I'll find the person slacking. And by the time I'm done with them, they'll wish they never existed. Thank you Marine Corps. You made an ... chewing man out of me!
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