You know what I hate about companies?

Name one company that does not want your business. I cannot think of any, can you??? Out of the massive group of companies that want your business, how many want it again? Once more, I cannot think of any! How many ask for your phone number, address, email or other method of contact? Nigh on all! Now, why do they say that they want your information? Customer service, what else?! 

NO!!! They lie. Companies want to know everything about you for money. Not only does your information give them the opportunity to inform you of wonderful sales and deals, but also they can sell your information to other companies! Conpany 1 is in a win-win situation, as is Company 2. They both can solicit your business and sell your information.

Everyone is out for you. You are an endangered species if you have not yet been called by somebody selling you flood insurance for your house when you live in the desert!!!

Worn Out!

I hate it when people (meaning my brother) tell a joke that is super worn out!!! I don't mean that I hate it when people tell a joke like "Why did the chicken cross the road" I mean that I hate this kind of thing:

So say that my family watches a movie one night. In it someone said something funny. We all laugh about it and make fun of it that night. But then around noon the next day, my brother randomly brings it up saying, "remember that one funny thing the thing said last night?" and we're all like "no," and then he tells the joke that we already made fun of a bunch and is now totally old and worn out and expects us to laugh! GRRRR!!!

You know what I hate about e-mails?

I hate some e-mails. E-mails are usually awesome. But I hate forwards and spam! I even made a new e-mail address just so that I could use my old one for forwards! Yesterday, I got an e-mail that, if you click the link, it automatically sends it to EVERYONE ON YOUR CONTACTS LIST!!! It is evil! AAAAAAHH!!!

You know what I hate about Earthlings?

They're really stupid! I hate it when people are asked a simple question like "What did Ferdinand Magellan prove from his trip aROUND the world?" especially when someone is stressing the "round" in the word around. A fifth grader should know that! Obviously, he proved the world was round, not flat! I also hate how much they over-react. For instance, my younger brother once fell on his arm. He got a tiny scratch, but didn't realize it. Thirty seconds later, my mom realized he had a scratch and said "Oooh! You have a scratch!" and then my brother immediately started crying! I hate people.....

You know what I hate about movies? (2)

They're so predictable! For instance, once I watched a movie where a girl's father was away in Baltimore and she was in Cincinnati. It was either Christmas or Thanksgiving or just a celebration. Well, while the were just about to eat the turkey, somebody knocked on the door! Right then, I yelled out "Father-daughter moment!" (don't worry I was at home not at a movie theatre) and, guess what? I was right! The girl answered the door and saw her father. They ran towards each other and hugged and had a father-daughter moment! Predictable! I hate predictable movies. I also hate movies where people have cheesy names, like in Kit Kittredge! Augh!!! I scream in agony...

You Know what I hate about the 30's and 40's?

The Very Best of Perry Como, picture from HERE

You know what I hate about the thirties and forties? Music! Just last night, I was watching a movie about the thirties and forties. The music was so annoying! It's all jazzy or bluesy and "swing"y with like no words and most of the artists had such scratchy and low voices that you could not understand a thing they were saying! AAAAH!!! I have this game on my computer that is like a diner game, but not Diner Dash. It plays tons and tons of thirties and forties music in the background! Ahhh! I hate it!!!

Sad Rant

This is not a mad rant; it is a sad one. For any of you who I did not email, here it is.

On Thursday, February 19, 2009, a small orange kitten was let out of his household around six in the morning. That kitten's name was Zeus. He belonged to me, Rory. He was my favorite kitten in the world, perfect in a kitten-like way. He scratched and bit in a playful way like all kittens do. He caught mice and even birds and left them as presents for me, his master. But he also liked to sleep and he enjoyed purring at me. When I laid in my bed, he cuddled up to me, purring his signature loud pur. He was my best friend. But then, on the morning of February 19, 2009, he never came back from his daily outing between 6 in the morning and whatever time I got home from school. The world has embraced Zeus, and may never let him go. Whether his prolonged outing is because he chose to stay out, he got lost, somebody picked him up, he is hurt, or some other reason, I miss my kitty. I know that many of you can understand the pain I feel. I am sorry if this has distressed any of you, but I thought it was only right of me to let you know. I will immediately inform you if I hear any news of my cute little male kitten.