Stupid People
I get tired of being late every day because of the stupidity of others
He says.
I get tired of his sarcastic attitude but I keep quiet.
Poor you! A co-worker says. Poor you.
They lament all of the dumb people they have met that day.
Yesterday a whacked out old man cut in front of me,
And I thought I was going to die, he told her.
Poor him.
Poor him.
Being a crazy old person myself, I keep quiet.
None of these morons should be on the road,
He laments.
A little crowd has gathered now.
Some concerned.
Others wise.
They have seen this before.
They sign in and go to work.
Poor him, poor him
Some say.
I hear him talking about a crazy old woman now.
So I yell, “Leave your house earlier!”
An ant sneezed and we all heard it.
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