Examples: An ATM is meant to be quick and convenient, yet I constantly have to stand broiling in the sun while some asshole in front of me yaks on his cellphone while checking the balance on his 14 credit cards to see which one of them isn’t over the limit.

A red light means stop. Not around here, if I had a dime for every time I was almost run over by some jerk roaring through an intersection illegally I would own a penthouse in Manhattan.

“Don’t crowd the doors on the Metro, move to the center of the car.” Whatever. There is a woman, who I have the unfortunate circumstance of having the same schedule, who makes it a daily habit of shoving others in front of her out of the way to exit or enter the train or get on the escalator.

And so on. The point is if more people showed common sense and courtesy we’d all get where we’re trying to go a whole lot faster and safer. Thank god I don’t drive a car, there are countless posts on this blog about the idiots out on the beltway.

What got under my skin and still irks is the “mom-bitch” name-calling in the blog itself. People are slow and dumb and get confused by self-checkouts (that are full of bugs and never work right anyhow, so don’t get your panties in a wad). I get as impatient with insensitive idiots as the next person. All ya’ll are right on that. Humor and help are the best remedies.

But in this post, this author used names that are mean for the sake of being mean and as a mom and as a bitch, it is important to speak out. Was this woman with a kid? Was she pregnant? If either are true, then there could be several reasons for her being slow in line. If she was not, then I think it’s reasonable to find the whole article petty and hateful.

I checked online and the Urban Dictionary does have a definition of “mom-bitch” which is more of a pushy, bitchy person. That doesn’t seem the accurate use here, which is something more like, “stupid breeder, get out of the way of my fabulousness and my sushi.”

If it had been me, I’d have apologized to the others in line and hoped your sushi gave you some scromboid. As a reader, mom, and bitch, I’m just sharing my take on the author’s choice of slander. So long as I see “dad-bastard” in print next week, I’ll know the world is in balance.

It only sucks if you care that you’re holding other people up. If that’s the case, you turn around and apologize to those behind you.

you get the picture. i say it loud enough for those behind me to start laughing and those in front of me to start feeling uncomfortable.

You can get called harmless names for that, and it’s deserved.