AND IT'S ONLY TUESDAY

 As The Curmudgeon is mellowing in his old age I thought it better that I write today's post.

Bastards!

Yes, it's been a trying day here in Wellington. I had to go to two supermarkets (inner city ones) just to get the ingredients for a simple tea of stuffed potatoes! How hard would you think that was? 

• Large potatoes
• Cheese
• Spring onion
• Spinach
• Chicken bacon rashers.

As it was neither stocked large Agria potatoes and I had to settle for another variety. I hope that they'll turn out OK.

Walking to and fro, I had problems and confrontations with other footpath users.

Slow walkers

What is it with some people who dawdle along, totally oblivious to others behind them? It's OK if they are on their own but when there is a group of 3 or more abreast it's just plain ignorant. I like it when The Old Girl barges through them saying "Gangway! Old lady coming through".

People texting on cell-phones

Several times idiots on cell-phones walked into me as I was making my way. I admit that I didn't move out of the way but why should I? I like the surprised look on their faces after my shoulder bangs theirs as they had no clue where they were walking.

People on scooters.

I had to make rude gestures to three different people riding their bloody motorised scooters along the footpath on Willis Street. How fucking rude (not me - them). I still hate these useless forms of transport and can't wait for them to be banned.

Idiot cyclists ignoring red lights.

At the intersection of Willis and Bond Streets, all traffic was stopped to allow pedestrians to cross - all except some bastard on his bike who rode straight through the walkers. I had to call out "Arsehole" and give him the fingers.

I tell you - I don't need this aggravation at my time of life.

STUPID PEOPLE

So we just had New Years. So what. This is just another bloody nonsense that's well past its 'use-by' date like Christmas, Easter and Guy Fawkes Day. I went to bed at 10.30!

I heard on the news that on New Years eve, up here where I live some fuckwits let off fireworks that caused cats and dogs to run away and spooked a horse so badly it badly injured itself in a barbed wire fence. What's wrong with these people?

On the same evening some brainless scrotes had a party on one of the beaches, lit fires under the trees and smashed beer bottles on the beach necessitating locals having to sift through the sand to collect the broken glass so that children playing there didn't get injured. Fucking arseholes.

I give up.

POST NUMBER TWO - GET OVER IT!

Well we got this blog off to a good start. It actually started with a post unlike that bogus blog of Richard's, The Fill-in Curmudgeon: HERE which is like a town in Westerns - all front and no substance.

I note that there have already been a significant number of comments to the first post. IOBs don't worry themselves about the number of comments received unlike some anxious and insecure members of the blogging community but it is nice to see acceptance.

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My irascibility is more pronounced today as I still have a sore back. I can't play tennis or golf today and doubt if I'll even go for a walk. It's going to be a slow old day so I might knock out a post or two providing I discover something that annoys me ......... that was a joke by the way ......... everything annoys me.

I'll probably trawl through the blogs to see what's happening although I don't hold out much hope for stimulation there. Richard hasn't posted and is unlikely to do so for a couple of days as he must be shagged out after writing a post a couple of days ago. No doubt his next post will be about the benefits of counter-clockwise peg tightening of pizzimiccato violin strings when playing Paganini's 980th thingamajig. Robert hasn't posted yet but it won't be long before he recounts how he has alienated yet another cleaning company employee. This joker goes through these like Donald Trump goes through White House workers. Failing that he will, I'm sure find some banal teachings from The Catechism or give us another image of a church that he's cleaning.

IOB - IRASCIBLE OLD BASTARD

I've been operating as THE CURMUDGEON for many years but now as I grow older I notice that I'm becoming less tolerant of fools and of stupid things that happen in daily life - in short I'm becoming irascible.

It's time for me to operate another blog where I don't have to be polite or forgiving and can just speak my mind as I see it at the time.

Look out politicians, god-botherers, bogus beggars, annoying media people, shoddy goods and service providers and poor and dangerous road users.