Through My Eyes

We live in a world today where people believe that they can do the bare minimum and be given all the fruits of life. Why should you have to work for anything, when everything is given to you. We’re creating a society of people who believe that just for participating they need a trophy.

I remember when I was young I would ride my bicycle to school, carrying my heavy backpack and my instrument for band. It wasn’t easy navigating to school, but I had to get to each day and it was my responsibility to be there on time. I didn’t have anybody driving me because my mom was at work, nor did we have a system of buses, picking us up and dropping us off.

Fast forward to today. This morning I was walking my dog and saw a mom walking her son to school. The mom was carrying the sons backpack while the sun was busy looking at a phone. I had to stop and think for a moment. what a disservice, the mother was doing to her son. He didn’t understand that it was his responsibility to carry his backpack. She was being the helicopter parent that wouldn’t allow her son to sweat or work to get himself to school. What are we doing to our children nowadays when we allow them to believe that just for showing up they should get a trophy. Should we be teaching our children, the importance of hard work, determination, and ethics? It seems that I am in the minority nowadays that is the responsibility of the parents to teach children values. School teachers are expected to teach children, manners and social behaviors, and the parents can just sit back, staring at their phones while everyone else does that work for them.

It’s our responsibility to ensure that our children grow up decent members of society. Too many people allow their kids to do whatever they want because they don’t feel it’s important to parent. Parents shouldn’t be friends to their children, they should be parents.

It’s all of our responsibilities to ensure the success of the next generation

As i get older in this world, i find myself less tolerant towards people around me. You try to be a polite person, show respect, hope you get the same respect back from people, but when you travel, you see the absolute worst in people.

For example, i go to the airport and wait at my gate for the flight to start boarding. Inevitably you have an asian couple that pretends they they don’t understand what the boarding group they are a part of. They seem to understand that they aren’t in boarding group A, but when B starts boarding they rush to the front, only to be told by the gate agent that they are in group D and to get out of line and to wait. They step to the side, and stand right next to the gate hoping to jump in or confuse enough people that they can slip in and try to get the best possible seat. This little game gets old, but literally every time i go to the airport, i see the same scheme try to happen.

When you fly, there is a simple etiquette that is universal. The poor schmo in the middle seat gets the arm rests, the window guy gets to prop himself up against the window, or the isle gets to stretch his legs out in the isle when the flight attendant isn’t trying to take out his toes with the drink cart. It’s not to much to understand that we all have our place when flying.

Fast forward to my flight to Boston. I get the guy who has the window seat that is determined to have his arm on the arm rest, his left leg under the seat in front of ME, and making it a point to keep the windows shade up. The entire plane is dark, except for the socially awkward fuck next to me that doesn’t have enough self awareness to know he’s trying to sit in my seat, which i paid for, and also his.

Is it my fault you decided to gain the extra 100lbs? Nope. I just get frustrated with the idiots in the world that don’t realize that we have to co-exist together.

On my flight home from Boston, we have the family behind us with a 3 year old. Now i remember what it’s like having a kid, especially when they are active and want to move around. But letting your kid kick the fuck out of my chair, and when i turn around and give you the fuck you eye, and you look at me like I’m the one with the problem…. That’s the shit that gets a mother fucker smacked in mouth.

More and more i just want to buy a ranch in Montana and move away from all the self centered people who care more about their instagram likes, than they do being a decent human. I think to myself, am I just a grumpy old man, or has society lost its morals and only cares about what affects them in their circle.

I think to everyone, they have a different interpretation of what paradise is. To some, it’s relaxing at home with no one around. To others it’s laying on a beach in some place tropical.

I spend a lot of time talking about the differences of my sister and I. We all grew up in the same household, with the same parent trying to teach us the best they could.

It amazes me the difference between the two of us. I go to work each day and work hard to better myself, and provide the best life I can for my family. My sister on the other hand looks at me like I’m some booshey ass wanna be trying to be something I’m not. Each person lives their life to the extent they want too. I work because I want the finer things in life. My sister on the other hand feels that sitting at home, watching TV is paradise. Now that’s fine if that’s what you want for yourself. I guess it just bothers me that she’s so judgmental over me wanting to provide more than what we grew up with.

There’s a saying that we repeat history. I watched my mom scrape by with the bare minimum not doing anything to plan for her retirement or want more for her life or her kids. Then watching my sister do the exact same thing, and watching her daughter mirror her infuriates me. People need to make their own path. Not follow the easiest route. Too many people in this country do virtually nothing and expect everything. It’s our responsibility to work for the things we want and provide for ourselves, rather than standing there with our hands out begging for more of what we didn’t work for.

In California, there’s an iconic bridge in Los Angeles. This was recently rebuilt and cost a significant amount of money.

Shortly after it was built, a bunch of locals decided it was a good idea to start street racing, drag racing and doing donuts to destroy the beauty of what was just built.

It’s no wonder why we can’t have nice things. Someone always feels the need to destroy what’s beautiful.

I’m all for kids doing activities like gymnastics, dance, sports or anything else their hearts desire, but allowing your 8 year old to wear short shorts, crop tops and heavy makeup show that your priorities are ensuring your daughter has a spot on stage at DeJa Vu. Parents now a days need to stop being their kids friends, and start being more of a parent. This world has enough sluts in training. Let’s help our children grow up to be decent members of society, and not divorced sluts looking for a sugar daddy.

I’m still amazed at people. I say this because I grew up taught that being respectful of people, their personal space, and the differences that each of us have, are what make us who we are. As I grow older, i become more and more cynical or less tolerant to people and their feeling of entitlement.

I recently went to Hawaii for work, and during my flight there, and even my flight home, I’m amazed at how many fucking huge fat people feel that they can take up their seat, and half the seat next to them. I’ve flown far too many times to allow some chubacca samoan fat ass to try to invade into the seat I paid for. Why these people think they don’t need to pay for an extra seat amazes me.

Today i’m sitting behind this disgusting fat sweaty piece of shit that wants to throw her hair over the top of her chair only to fall into my lap. The poor bastard next to her hasn’t realized that he should put the arm rest down to keep that cow in her portion of her paid seat. It. She’s constantly sweating, then has the gall to look over to this poor bastard and say, “sorry for taking up so much room!” If you were truly, don’t bring your 300 ounce Dr. Pepper and Doritos on the plane. As you sit there and stuff 1000 calories into that pie hole of yours, drink some water and some trail mix.

These fat people disgust me. I’m not a super fit person. I don’t live at the gym, or eat perfectly. But I understand moderation. I could not sit on a 5 hour flight touching some fat fuck that doesn’t care enough about anyone but themselves to touch me with their schweaty cheese body. I seriously want to throw up in my mouth looking at these pieces of shit.

The only thing that makes me feel better is when i get to the airport and see that sorry sack of shit step outside and light up a smoke. Nothing makes me feel better than knowing that they are destroying their body so bad, that they’ll soon be dead.

Now i know i sound completely harsh and rude, but honestly, every fucking person on the plane thinks “OH MY” as that fat fuck has to walk sideways down the isle, and they think to themselves, “i sure a fuck hope i’m not siting next to that fat fuck”. Don’t try to say you don’t, because you know you do. You feel sorry for the poor bastard that has to sit next to that sorry sack of shit.

I once saw a row of 3 overly obese people that all needed the “extra seat belt” in one row. I was like WOW, if that isn’t awesome. It’s like sardines sitting in a can.

I seriously think people need to take a moment and look in the mirror and see themselves for who they truly are. Take a moment, put down the steak sandwich, chips and pepsi, and go for a walk. Make a difference. If for anyone, the poor bastard that has to sit next to you on the next flight.