English: Official Presidential Portrait of United States President Bill Clinton commissioned by the United States government for display in the White House. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Official photographic portrait of US President Barack Obama (born 4 August 1961; assumed office 20 January 2009) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I really hate going to the doctor. I have slightly elevated blood pressure and the doctor is always giving me appointments to go visit him. I’m sure if I didn’t have insurance, I’d probably never see him. What I don’t like about going to doctor, is the looks I always get from his workers. Every time I go into the office, they all come out to look at me. It seems there’s a new group of workers every time I visit the office. When they find out I’m in the office, they come out, begin talking loudly and watch me out of the corner of their eye. And, there’s always the loud laughter. I don’t know if they’re making jokes about me, or they’re just laughing to annoy me. I’m sure it’s both. I just keep my head down and think really nasty thoughts about all of them. If they only knew the names I call them, they wouldn’t laugh. Sometimes, I have to keep myself from laughing out loud. They’re not the only that can make fun of someone, I can, too.
On my way home, I go into the store I hate. The cashiers are the same way as the workers in the doctor’s office. As soon as I enter, loud music, loud people, and security guard follows me around. And wherever I go in the store, I have a lot of company. If I stop at the meat section and check the meat over, someone will pop up right next to me and just, of course, have to stand really close to me. They do it to annoy me so I’ll leave. But I don’t leave. I’ll stand in the same spot to annoy the hell out of them. Eventually they get tired of waiting for me to leave, and take off.
I get home, more perps waiting for me. They start beeping their car horns, begin talking and laughing loudly. They stand right in my way when I’m going up the stairs, and more laughing. As I walk to my apartment, everyone has his garbage out in front of his door. Every single one of them. Can you imagine if where you live, everyone put his garbage in front of his apartment door? It looks really nasty. Some of the garbage containers don’t even have covers on them. All that garbage attracts pigeons, vermin. I’m thinking of putting my garbage out in front of my door, too. I get to my door and someone has dug garbage from some I threw out and has put it in the door slit. Oh, what a nice present! I’m just so excited. Don’t any of these people work? I guess not, their job is watching me.
I rush into my apartment and quickly close my door. I know I’m on the edge of opening my mouth and saying something to the perps. I don’t want to make them happy by giving them something to talk about. Thank God! I made it into my apartment without opening my mouth. Success!
By the way, Bill Clinton is visiting Las Vegas tomorrow. I have tickets to see him. I wish I had a camera that worked so I could take pictures. Maybe I’ll buy one of those “cheapie” ones that I can use only once. There aren’t too many times that one gets a chance to see an ex-president. Las Vegas is a swing state and everyone’s been here visiting us. Last week is was President Obama.
Well, until tomorrow.
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