PITA

“As long as there are annoying people in the world, I won’t run out of material.”~ Scott Adams

Thank God! As long as morons abound, I will always have something to write about. Today I will bitch again about unsavorydisreputableunpleasantundesirabledisagreeable,  PITAs.

Let’s face it, some people are a Pain In The Arse. You will have to excuse me, but I cannot think of a better way to describe them. I have written about this subject many times, but numbskulls always force me to go back to this topic.

PITAs are not natives of any particular country; I think that they could possibly be genetically modified. Like stinging nettles, they grow everywhere and will cause rashes when they come in close contact with you.

In France, especially in the political arena, they are known as “emmerdeurs”. They talk and meddle constantly, sowing discord anywhere they go. Like bedbugs, they are all over and are very difficult to exterminate dispose of. The best way to avoid problems, is to stay away from them.

In the old days, lepers were forced to ring a bell to warn people of their approach. It was not high-tech but it worked. This could also work well with PITA’s. At the sound of the bell, you would dive for cover…

I always thought that you could find salvation in reading. And if you read, you probably came across this thought:

 It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you’re a fool than open it and remove all doubt. Mark Twain

 So when you stumble on a blabbering PITA, you are probably talking to a poorly educated person who tries to mask his ignorance with a flurry of words.

“Scientists say the universe is made of protons neutrons and electrons. They forgot to mention morons.”

Life would be so much easier if you could mark some people as spam… and invest in a little app that would move them instantly to the trash bin.

Am I being too harsh? Je ne crois pas!

PITAs, for your own good,  keep a lid on it. Pleeaase!

Alain