I fucking hate people that are hopelessly devoted to their spouse. My wife this, my wife that, my wife hit me with a wiffle-ball bat. Also, I fucking hate people that are around 30 and are stuck in the 80's. The instructor for one of my classes is like that. Everything he teaches he tries to relate it to something in the 80's. He asks if we've ever heard of some shit from the 80's, and when people say no, he is surprised. EVERY TIME. He's constantly listening to 80's music, talking about 80's pop culture, and believing that it somehow makes him better than people who weren't alive at the time. When in reality, it clearly illustrates that he is a sad human being. He actually asked me "Do you know what a record is? You know, those round plastic things?" FUCK YOU. That is a question you ask little kids. Then he followed up with "People used to have to listen to music on those." Stupid fuck.
More about this human wasteland. He's one of those people that always has something to say and believes he is incredibly clever. I coughed, he said "Better get lower tar." He just pointed out a "topless lady" in our book. At least twice during every class, he says "Let's get back to some of this madness here." When he goes around and checks out the work people are doing, he says, "Let's see what kind of madness you got going on here."
He likes to remind everyone that he reads a lot of books, and works on his multiple dune buggys, and he knows a lot of people from other countries. This guy is a pretentious, self-righteous asshole.
[ July 18, 2005, 08:35 AM: Message edited by: ninjaface ]
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