Pinecrest People (and the rest of you), You Suck Summer 2004 It was asking too much on my end to hope that our dinner at the Chick N Grill on US 1 and 95 Street would be uneventful.The look of the blonde bitch who walked in shortly after us should have tipped me off, but I apparently gave her too much credit. What is wrong with all these rich and wannabe rich assholes in this town? Why can't someone just walk into a place as simple as Chick N-fucking Grill and eat their damn meal and not cause a scene about it? This stupid bitch, with her overly highlighted hair, just-out-of-the-gym outfit, dumbass black cap (hello, women? YOU LOOK STUPID IN BASEBALL CAPS! STOP IT, STOP IT RIGHT NOW), and huge leather Gucci bag, strolls in with her fiancé and they order their ultra healthy salads (salads as a meal are acceptable only at Beverly Hills Café -- stop being such posers). How do I know the guy was her fiancé, you ask? Well, she made sure to loudly discuss her wedding plans while they were in line, so I, my husband, the staff, and the strippers down at Bare Necessity could all know the details. So they finally get their meals, and, as it tends to happen only to people like this, there's a hair in her endive. Naturally, this led to a crisis, wherein she dangled the seemingly blonde hair in front the dark-haired staff and turned to her schlumpy fiancé and whined at him, "What should I do?" -- three times in 15 seconds. These poor girls behind the counter, whom I suspect have to deal with this kind of shit on a regular basis because they're located between Dadeland and Pinecrest and are therefore subject to the onslaughts of snobby people who like to do this kind of shit to "the help," meekly offered to make her a new salad. But now a salad was no longer good enough for this bitch. They had to give her a whole other plate to shut her ass up. So here's my question: was she really that cheap that she ordered a less expensive dish to then create a scene and get a bigger, pricier one? Or was she just that desperate for attention that the rest of us had to witness such a ridiculous soap opera? This whole episode perfectly illustrates why most people here suck. I neither know nor care that she was a wealthy person, nor that she lives in snobby-ass Pinecrest, but she exhibited an attitude and behavior that is all too common down here -- that of coming off as an ultra rich person whom we must all envy and kiss up to. I'm so over this shit -- people living way above their means just to maintain a status that is ultimately empty and unfulfilling; or people pretending to be wealthier/more educated/more successful than they truly are, as if what others think of them actually matters; or people who really are wealthy, but are also shallow, mean and snobby; or people who even care about how they are perceived and what others think about them and who crave to be envied for such insignificant things as their car, clothes, hair or fucking designer purse. People like this must hate themselves so badly if they have to go to such lengths to attain the approval of others. How pitiful. I could preach about how all that matters is how we are on the inside, how we treat others, how honest and kind and friendly we are -- but I honestly think it would all be wasted words. So let me just finish by saying that that wretched Pinecrest harpy killed my appetite and desperately made me want to dump my meal on her. All this pretentiousness around me is sickening, and all of you who are so full of yourselves and your plastic, materialistic bullshit really, truly, deeply -- suck. Big time. |
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