Zack's Anger Diary: I Don't Trust You

July 25, 2017

 

Dear Diary …

 

To me … trust is one of the most important things when I’m dealing with other people.  If I trust you … then we’re good.  Heck we’re GREAT.  If we have mutual trust … baby I got your back for just about anything.  But if I don’t trust you … forget it.  I’ll get along with you, but you are never gettin’ in the inner circle.

 

So with that in mind … I’m always looking for warning signs that this person may not be somebody I can trust.  Now of course there are easy red flags.  Person is a liar.  Yeah … not gonna trust ‘em.  But not every red flag is as blatantly obvious as that.

 

For example … men who wear bow ties.  Don’t trust ‘em.  Sure they could be nice people, but there’s something kinda weird about a man in a bow tie.  If you’re at a wedding and in a tux, I get it.  But just some random day at work with a bow tie?  No thank you.

 

Now let me share a new one with you that I have just noticed …

 

As you know … it’s been HOT.  I mean I like living in the South … 11 months out of the year … but this three to four week span of that late summer?  Ugh.  It’s the worst.  Hot.  Humid.  Stupid.  Dry.  Summer.  Dead lawns, doo doo flies, and sweaty sticky humans all over the place.  Brutal.

Thankfully, one of the saviors of times like these is air conditioning.  Cool, refreshing, air conditioning.

 

So when I am driving down the highway in my wonderfully temperature controlled automobile, and I see someone with all their windows open … I don’t trust ‘em one bit.  I mean if it’s 72 degrees and you’re tooling down a side street with your arm out the window on a Sunday afternoon … that’s one thing.  But if it’s 98 degrees with 100% humidity … How in the world can you be OK with having your windows down on the highway?

There’s just something wrong with that person and I can’t trust them.

 

“Oh my car is old … the AC is broken.”

 

Not good enough of an excuse there you.  I drove an 18 year old piece of garbage for a car that had leaks dripping out of every hole and the whole smelled like old farts.  But you know what it still had?  Air conditioning!!!!

 

And how can you even drive like that?  When your window is down on the highway and you’re going 70 miles an hour … all that loud wind in your face is ridiculously distracting.  Heck … that wind even hurts when it’s whackin’ upside your skull for a few minutes.  So now I can’t even trust you to drive properly.  

 

You’re not focused on the road!  You can’t even keep your eyes fully open because Mother Nature is busy giving you a beatdown on the side of your head.  When I see that car, I get away from them as fast as I can, because feel like at any moment they’re gonna just go flyin’ all over the place and run me off the road.

 

Sorry … don’t trust ya.  You might be perfectly fine to hang out with once or twice, but we ain’t never gettin’ any closer than that.

 

Till next time Diary … I say … Goodbye.

 


 

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