Amazing: McCain Booed For A Moment of Decency

I’m ashamed to admit I’m from the same state as the people in this story.

Just read this excerpt:

“I don’t trust Obama,” a woman said. “I have read about him. He’s an Arab.”

McCain shook his head in disagreement, and said:

“No, ma’am. He’s a decent, family man, a citizen that I just happen to have disagreements with (him) on fundamental issues and that’s what this campaign is all about.”

He had drawn boos with his comment: “I have to tell you, he is a decent person and a person that you do not have to be scared of as president of the United States.”

The anti-Obama taunts and jeers are noticeably louder when McCain appears with Palin, a big draw for GOP social conservatives.

Absolutely sickening. Disgusting. If I was a Republican, I’d be ashamed of this behavior, period, no matter where it happened.

Notice, also, where it says the taunts are louder when Palin is around, because she brings out “social conservatives”. “Social conservatives” is code for “religious fundamentalists”. Funny how these supposed-”christians” are the nastiest people in the crowd. Come to think of it, it’s not funny. It’s typical.

I’d like to see some Republicans who might read this blog get on here and admit that this behavior is appalling at best and un-American at worst.

I Want To Be Served In The Order I Arrived…Is That Too Much To Ask? Apparently, It Is

I have sworn off going inside fast food restaurants. I’m trying to swear them off altogether, but that’s another story for another time. Today’s story is about service.

It’s bad enough when they can’t get your order right…and it matters not where you go: Golden Arches, some guy with a crown, a freckled girl with pigtails, or the ice cream place masquerading as a hamburger joint…any of them. But, I’d settle for the occasional mistake on my order anymore just to get served in the order I arrived.

As I said, I don’t go inside. I always get ticked. It doesn’t matter what line I get in,  some dude who blows in five minutes after me gets to order first, because I’ve gotten stuck behind either the “I’m ordering for the whole soccer team” mom, or the “I’ve never been here before” geek, or the “don’t rush me, I’ll order when I’m good and ready, and I’ll pay when I finally get my wallet out of my purse after 12 minutes” blue hair. So I won’t go inside.

Instead, I go for the speedy “drive thru” service. That way, I know I’ll not get screwed in line, because I’ll get served in the order I pulled into line, and I’m happy with that. Um, not so fast. A few years ago, I heard for the first time,  “can you pull ahead and we’ll bring it right out to you?” because, heaven forbid, I’ve ordered chicken nuggets, which take a little longer to cook. Never mind that they should be ready, but now I’ve got to pull ahead and wait while the dude who got here after me gets served? No way. I tell ‘em no. I tell them, “sorry, but I’d rather not. I’ll wait for my food and get it in order, thank you.”  You should see the look on their faces.

So, I’ve got that problem nailed. Ahh, now we can just sit back and know we’ll get served in the order….ARRRGHHH! Along comes McDonald’s with the sickening new “double drive thru” lanes. Sh*t! And it never fails, EVERY time I get to the speaker, the guy behind me gets to the OTHER speaker, gets to order BEFORE me even though he’s arrived AFTER me, and then sticks the nose of his car in the back seat of the car in front of us so I can’t get in.

Pisses…me…off.

So, McDonald’s: See ya.

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