Rant – Sierra Adventures in Reno, Nevada

Ok…going to take a few moments and bitch.

Sierra Adventures in downtown Reno…they share a store front in the Riverside Theatre building on North Sierra Street facing the Truckee River. They rent bikes, rafts/tubes, and kayaks.

Sunday, August 31st, we went to the first showing of Ghostbusters (30-Year Anniversary). Movie got out about 1:15’ish. As we come out I see a bus, loaded with tubes and rafts, parked on Sierra between the movies and Campo. Walk down the stairs to the walk and start heading west, next thing I know a guy is not two feet from me and blows his red whistle in my left ear (which is still draining fluid today) and screamed for a couple, who was still at their shop front, to “get the hell on the bus now because we’re leaving”.

First urge was to grab his whistle from his neck and shove it down his throat. But he was already half way back to his bus. So I cursed a blue streak at him. REALLY?! YOU BLOW THAT DAMNED WHISTLE WHEN THERE ARE PEOPLE AROUND YOU????

Great way to run your business, ASSHOLE!! You blow out a local’s ear AND scream at paying customers.

Friday Rant ~ your bad habit in my yard


I’m allergic to the stupid things. My eyes water. I can’t breathe. I cough. My head starts to hurt.

Yes, I know…it’s a free country and folks are allowed to smoke. It’s their “right”.

I understand that.

I move away from the smoker.

I fan my hand.

I blow it back at you.

What I really want to do is shove that lit dirty piece of crap up your nose, I don’t care if you’re my friend out not!

See that delightful pile of cigarette butts?

I collected those in MY YARD and DRIVEWAY yesterday. ALL OF THEM! That’s less than ONE WEEK’S worth! I collect that amount or more EVERY WEEK!

Over the fence in my yard.

In my flowers.

In my bushes.

On my driveway.

Near my front door.

The guilty arseholes? VA HOSPITAL WORKERS ON BREAK…they take their walks around the neighborhood and flick their stinking “rights” into my yard!

NOTE: Took out an angry part that I directed towards the hospital, when I know it’s the individual that deserves my anger. I apologize.