Oh my God. Stop...Just STOP

This is directed at the stupid people of the world.

STOP IT.

Just stop. Stop being so stupid, stop doing stupid things, stop saying stupid stuff. Stop. You're killing me.

My anti-idiot plight began yesterday after I had to tally hundreds of surveys dealing with phobias for newspaper. Yeah, all you d-bags out there. It's REAL cute when you don't fill out your survey, or check every single option on the list, and it's real original when you check 'other' and simply write 'I have a phobia of filling out surveys.'

Is it too much to ask that you take LITERALLY 30 seconds to fill out a simple survey? I'm not asking for a pony, here.

Then I realized that stupid people are everywhere. As I was standing in the lunch line behind a group of obnoxious girls, I heard one say:
"Omigooooood! Only 121 days left until my birthday! Look! I wrote it on my hand!"

Really?

Later in the afternoon, I heard somebody say, "How do you spell 'night'? Is it n-i-g-h-t? That doesn't look right, but oh well."

REALLY?

Also - STOP with the bat-shit-crazy hair colors! Pink and blonde together is NOT a good look. Your hair should not be an all-over magenta color! Stop! Just stop!

And the fake tans really have to die, too! My best friend should not have to refrain from saying "WOW, you're orange!" ESPECIALLY in the middle of February.

Oh, AND the bad dye jobs of natural colors need to stop too. I should not be able to see your black roots that aren't covered by your supposedly blonde hair AT ALL, let alone from roughly a mile away.

And when you stop walking in the middle of the hallway and turn around to walk the other way right in front of me? NOT COOL.

And to whoever keeps calling me, no matter how many times you call me, there will NOT be a 'Michael' around!