Today, a cashier at Wal-Mart asked me if I'd had a rough day. I asked why. She responded that "I looked like I hadn't showered in a couple weeks." Are you kidding me? IMV.

I'm vexed by high school girls who carry stuffed animals with them when traveling. Seriously? Grow up. IMV.

Today, I jokingly told my girlfriend that my boss was impressed with me and my work. She told me she was impressed with me as well--until I took my pants off. IMV.

I'm vexed by the lady I just saw driving a volvo wagon around full of kids with a "baby on board" sign. She was doing a crossword puzzle at the wheel while driving down the highway. IMV.

I'm a bit creeped out right now by the old lady sitting next to me in the waiting rom who just had a 20 minute conversation...WITH HER DOG! Oh good grief. IMV.

While at the gym tonight a random girl came up to me and handed me a card for her boss who happens to be a plastic surgeon. She said he can do wonders for girls like me. What the hell does that mean? If you got your boobs done by him no thank you because those things are way crooked. IMV.

At Albertson's the lady in front of me piled her whole cart of crap onto the thing and the cashier rang up each item one by one. At the end it was $43 and change. She only had a $20 gift card and proceeded to have the cashier delete one item at a time until it got under $20. Are you serious? IMV.

I'm vexed that I'm sitting here at the pool while on vacation and there is a baby in a stroller screaming bloody murder the last 15 min. I don't blame the kid at all - I blame the white trash mother whose been ignoring her kid so she can smoke a cigarette and stuff her fat ass with McDonalds. Unreal. IMV.

While standing in line yesterday at Blockbuster the fat girl in front of me was wearing a white t-shirt that was two sizes two small and accentuated her already bulging fat rolls. To add to that, she was also wearing red spandex shorts...WITH A POOP STAIN ON THE BACK OF THEM! IMV.

I'm vexed by woman who don't shave their armpits. This is America, not France. IMV.

I'm vexed by woman that chew the shit out of their fingers. Seriously, is it some kind of complex? This girl today looked like a lion ate the muscle right off her hands. IMV.

I'm vexed by the lady who told me today that her marriage of 23 years is probably invalid because she got married at a drive through one-stop shop in Vegas. The guy who performed the marriage vows was blind. WTF? IMV.

I'm vexed by woman that don't realize that they have a constant 5 o'clock shadow going on. Wax, bleach, shave, do something. This woman at the pool has a frickin handlebar moustache. IMV.

Seriously, there ought to be a law against fat bitches wearing tube top shirts and thongs. This girl at the bar has a layer of cottage cheese rolls spilling over her low cut skirt, and yes, she's wearing a bright pink thong. I think her rolls ate the thong because you can only see part of it. IMV.

Following a phone fight, my now ex-girlfriend sent me a text message that said "I can't help the fact that your face looks like a Chupacabra" I had to Google the term, it's a damn myth creature that translates into "goatsucker" IMV.

My girlfriend has been acting kind of shady lately and I'm thinking she's been cheating on me. I decided to snoop through her cell phone today while she was in the shower to see what I could find. There were pictures and video of her banging some other dude that she took with her camera phone. BITCH! IMV.

I'm vexed by the lady that I just saw sit at a dirty table at a restaurant that has open seating then proceed to bitch to the manager about the table being dirty. There are 30 other open tables lady. IMV.

The girl next to me at the pool has a bigger patch of hair on her lower back than any guy I've ever seen...including Chubacca or Big Foot. IMV.

The lady in line in front of me at Panera has one of those huge tacky designer purses that is probably 3ft x 1.5ft x 6in. I notice as she opens it to pay for her order that its completely empty except for a tiny wallet with cash and a card or two that are stashed in the purses side pocket. Way to bypass functionality and common sense just to show off your designer handbag. IMV.

I'm vexed by women that hyphenate their last name. Its 2009...give it up! IMV.