Rage like no other

Dear Readers,

Recently, I have been thinking about the little things in life that irritate me to no end. Some of these are:
1) Russian accents
2) Bandwagon fans of any team
3) People who honk their horn at me and wave. Just don't do it, I can't see who you are and you just look like an idiot.
4) People who disrespect police officers
5) Pony rides at the fair- Hey, little brat, it's a undersized horse who can't carry your chub anyways.
6) People who pronounce pajamas, Pajahmahs.
7) NASCAR....not a sport, enough said.

There are many more that I have and I promise to share with you, but one I did not mention may sound a little strange to you. I cannot stand Forever 21 stores. Yes, that is the truth, Forever 21 is a retail store that grinds my gears like no other. Have you ever just walked in and seen the place? The floor has a hideous glitter that makes your eyes swell up with hatred, the clothes are spread out the store as if the devil himself folded and tagged the clothes, and the people-excuse me, the prepubescent brats- who go into that poor excuse of a retail chain are nothing but a bunch of winy, spoiled girls who need to be locked in a closet for no less than 6 years. Just take a walk into that place and you will instantly see what I am talking about. Recently, at the Galleria Mall in Buffalo, they added a second story to the palace of female hormones. That means if you are dragged into the place by your significant other, girlfriend, girl you just met, girl who you're not sure is 17 yet, girl who you're 70% sure is not a guy, or just a friend, you have no place to hide when she drags you to the retail equivalent to the second level of Dante's Inferno.

I know what you are thinking, "Wow, Dave! You sure have a strong opinion about a company just trying to make a profit using the free market ideals our forefathers envisioned for us!" But let me tell you, well educated and equally enthusiastic man, I could be in the best of moods, been given $500 from a complete stranger, saved a kitten from a tree, or even recessitated an elderly nun who choked on her egg roll in the food court that day, but if I walk into Forever 21, I am Forever Pissed off that day (see what I did right there?).

Good day readers!