They think in their warped delusional minds that they look like and should be treated like royalty. I hate to be the one to burst their royal bubble, but the truth is they are disgusting, pathetic, and annoying things. You can substitute the word (things) with any word you like, I am more than positive it will fit perfectly. They are everywhere we go; you cannot miss them. They make a point to be noticed. When there is an accident on the interstate, and you along with many others have been patiently waiting in line for hours, the entitled ones will come zooming up beside you on the shoulder of the road and get mad at the people at the front of the line if they do not let them go first. They slow down the flow of traffic for everyone else so they can be first. Not because it is an emergency, but because they are delusional and entitled. In the grocery market, they are the ones that have their shopping cart turned sideways in the isles or have it in the middle of the isles while they take their time reading the labels on every product on the shelves. They will look you straight in the eye, smile, and keep on reading. It is ok, you can wait, they are special and deserve special privileges. I
am telling you I think everyone NORMAL should carry a gun on one hip and a straitjacket on the other just for them. They are the ones when you are standing in a lengthy line at the fair or some other amusement park, that come walking up to the front of the line nonchalantly talking with their friends, and just kind of scoot their way in at the front of the line. Or they will see a friend already at or near the front and run up and start talking to them and tell you that friend was holding their spot. I am sorry but you have me confused with the idiots that brought you into this world. The only place in this line saved for you is at the very end. I had to pick up my grandson at his school one day. I left early so I could be up towards the front of the line. I was third in line. Some signs clearly said for the parents picking up students to form a single line to the right. Do Not Block Bus Traffic in the outside lane. As time went on many vehicles pulled in behind me, in a line as they should have. Just as the children were starting to come out, here came the ENTITLED ones pulling up to the front in the other lane, (The do not block bus traffic lane). Their children standing beside the cars talking to their friends while all of us who got there early are now blocked in by all the entitled idiots who take priority over everyone else. I was fuming, but I patiently waited for the important ones to go, so I could go. Let us not forget our streets, highways, and interstates… O…. M…. G…. They come speeding up behind you riding your bumper. You are behind a tractor-trailer rig that is passing three other tractor-trailer rigs, where in the Sam hell are you supposed to move that will benefit them? Then when that truck finally gets over and you finally get in front of the truck, the all-mighty entitled one whips over in front of you and starts brake-checking you for the next ten miles. Then you both happen to take the same exit and find yourselves side by side sitting at a red traffic light. I cannot help but laugh hilariously at how stupid this idiot was driving, just to get right here beside me at this red light. And they wonder why their brand-new cars stay in the shop more than they stay on the road. Entitled adults will more often than not spawn entitled brats too. You know the ones; who think they can have whatever they want. They will take it if you do not give it to them. They are always screaming me, me, me. They are raised to believe the world revolves around them. They have every electronic gadget under the sun and spend every waking moment of their miserable lives on them. If you were to ask them to take out the trash, you would see that sad puppy dog face, and the excuses would start pouring out. If you get firm and insist, OMG, they will act as if you just handed them a gun and asked them to commit suicide. They refuse to do any kind of work around the house. All the while expecting you to supply them with an endless smorgasbord of treats, snacks, sodas, and easy-to-prepare food. If not, you can bet, they will call you out as the meanest, most evil, and vile person ever. So, with that being said, I am going to go ahead and put this right out there. If this, is you? We cannot be friends; I do not like you. In fact, I along with everyone else despise you. I curse you with every breath every time you pull one of your entitled stunts. You think in your simple little warped and delusional mind that you are cute and better than everyone else, so you deserve to be first. Wrong, wrong, wrong! You are NOT better; you are barely as good. So, climb on down off your entitled high horse and join the regular people, or make yourself and your evil-spawned, bully brats scarce. Kick rocks and go hang out at your very own private Utopia.
Simply my Thoughts
Dean Butler
