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It's Saturday September the 9 around 5:21PM and

The Vancouver Idiot: Some New Friends

Idiot 1. Lady if you let your teen daughter dress like a ho, people are going to treat her like a ho. But then again, if she is going to look even remotely like you do in the future, just like death if death was pushing 400 pounds, you may as well let her show some skin now. Just don't get your enormous panties in a bunch because some...uh...guy was staring at her...uh...stuff...You ma'am are an overbearing idiot.

Idiot 2. Mr. Bus Driver. I appreciate you letting Mr.Homeless Man on the bus because I know some of these people can't walk all the way from Burrard to Seymour. What I don't understand is why you let him on with 4 half full containers of pop from various fast food joints ticked under his arm, AND a handful of cigarette buts. What bothered me the most is that he was evidently happier than I am and he knew that, smug homeless bastard.

Idiot 3. You were smoking on the sky train platform because apparently you couldn't read the sign that said red circle surrounding cigarette with red cross through it. I could care less that you smoke but I am not sure the very pretty and obviously pregnant lady in the nurse scrubs appreciated that you lit up beside her. I hope that when you do get lung cancer it spreads to your ass first and the cancer's first order of business is too grow itself over your asshole causing you to have to pass fecal matter through your pee hole. Then I would give you some Peg 3350, idiot.

Idiot 4. Dude, welcome to Vancouver dude. Do you have all your other hippy friends in that mammoth backpack? It was big enough to fit an average family in there. You smelled like a petting zoo too so I know it wasn't full of clothes or soap, so why did you need to haul it on the sky train at 8:30am? Did you have to be at work at 9am like the rest of us? Work? BWAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Idiot 5. If you don't have children and you feel this dying need to comment on someones parenting skills, then you my friend, are an idiot. Only if you have kids of your own can you tell a complete stranger that they are miserable at raising their young. I tell people every chance I get that they are half the parent I am. Not because they did something wrong but because it honestly makes me feel better about the job I am doing.