Friday's Rant: Feet

Okay folks, I'm going to tred on a touchy subject in today's rant (no pun intended). Feet. I hate'em. But one thing I hate more than feet is when I'm driving down the interstate and I pass a car with some chick (usually) sitting in the passenger seat with her feet up on the dash, smashed into the windshield.

It grosses me out. Case in point - just yesterday, I'm driving home from work - cruising down the interstate in my Mitsubishi, stuck behind some enormous Ford F-550. You know the kind - the monster truck with "Redneck" in a red font in the back window along with that little cartoon character peeing on a Chevy logo. That's the pickup I was behind. So needless to say, my visibility was limited. All I could see was this dude's tailgate and back window - but I could also see through his back window and out his front windshield.

So for about 15 miles, I'm stuck behind this dude cruising along, seeing nothing but blue sky out his front windshield and, of course, his hillbilly girlfriend's nasty feet smashed against the window. Disgusting. People, come on! Nobody wants to take a road trip and see your nasty, crusty, hobbit feet as they drive down the road. I don't care where you started from or where you're going - no trip is that long. Get your damn feet out of the window! :)

Seriously. Have a good weekend!