Sunday, October 16, 2011

Counting Sheep

No, I am not speaking of imsomnia.  I am referring to The Sheep who wander aimlessly through my life with no direction or purpose other than to get in my way.  If you are reading this blog, have no fear.  You couldn't be any further from being A Sheep if you were an anteater.

They are sort of like Zombies, except they don't want to eat your brains.  They are really totally and completely unaware that they are not the only person on the planet, except for their immediate-Zombie-family-members.

I know you've seen them.  They seem to be weirdly drawn to places like Walmart, where they wander the aisles slack-jawed at a snail's pace and frequently stop or leave their cart in the middle of the "traffic aisle" to drag themselves slowly towards some miraculous, shiny thing that's caught their (very-limited) attention.  Foiling my plan to get in, get what I need, and get the hell out.

Chances are, the jackass who's holding up traffic by pacing the car next to them (which is also going at least 10 miles-per-hour under the speed limit) is A Sheep.  Or the idiot who does not go when the light turns green.  Or the person in the express-check-out lane who has 110 items.

They are time-stealers and soul-suckers.  And I do not have it in me to have compassion for the flock.  Besides, I think lamb chops are YUMMY.


  1. ugh... I am with you on that..and unfortunately a good majority of 'The Sheep' are also breeders creating more of the brainless atrocities. :p unfortunately Sheep are unknowingly drawn to white energy, hence furthering our frustrations when we are trying to get on with our lives.

  2. @Anonymous: I suppose this is a very small price to pay for the awesomeness of being white energy. Counting my lucky stars.