Girl Scout Hoodlums

So I stopped off at the grocery store the other day on my way home from work and there's a table set up outside where girl scouts are selling their cookies. Well, first of all I don't really eat cookies or cake, candy, sweets or anything else like that. Just never liked the stuff. I never even wanted to go trick or treating for Halloween when I was little. My rationale was that if I want something I will get it myself instead of running around like an ill-dressed panhandler begging for it. Anyway, I realize the girl scouts don't fall into the begging panhandler category but they don't have to be so goddamn aggressive. On my way into the store about 3 of them mobbed me asking to buy cookies. I told them I don't eat cookies so I am not going to buy them. Their parents looked at me like I had a dick growing out of my forehead or something. Even the parents started chiming in about how I should buy their cookies or even just make a donation for no cookies yada yada yada. I explained that I didn't have any cash on me and then they informed me that there's a money machine inside the grocery store. Now I don't appreciate these kinds of dirty sales tactics especially when they're created by little girls and their scheming parents. That's when it hit me and I decided to play dirty myself. So I grabbed a couple things I needed (milk, shaving cream, etc) and then I grabbed the biggest bag of Oreos they had. I paid at the cashier and on my way out I opened the bag of Oreos and took a handful of them and walked past the table eating them. You shoulda seen the look on their faces. Priceless. Now I realize that every one of them thinks I am a spiteful prick bastard and you know what? Maybe I am but there's nothing I hate more than telling someone I am not interested and then being pestered. Just last night I cursed out a telemarketer because they started their spiel and I interrupted her and said, "Let me save you some time....not interested". Then she wouldn't quit asking me, "Okay but what about if we do this" and "but you know we can do that." So I unleashed a profanity-laced barrage all but insuring she will not be calling me back. By the way, I am on the do not call list so why the fuck are these people calling me?

Okay, I feel better now that I vented. Tomorrow we're going to my parents' house for my niece's birthday party. Then Sunday I have my new dining room set coming and we're gonna try finishing the yard up. I need more weeks like this....4 days off and 3 days at work. Have a great weekend. TOODLES!