I think the title of this post says it all, really. But, I’ll tell you what it’s about, just in case.
“Ugh. Whyyyyy” is something I hear and say on a somewhat regular basis. Sometimes, when I say it, I’m looking for an actual answer, and other times I’m just complaining. Other times = most of the time.
Whyyyy are a lot of male-sung country songs go something like, “Hey baby, let’s go watch the trains go by” and/or “wanna take you off-roading and stare at the stars” ?? Ummm. Take a girl out to dinner! Or, is that type of wooing strictly reserved for the woman who is later the focus of the cheating-on-your-wife songs? I got y’all figured out, now.
Whyyyy aren’t all store-bought cookies bite-sized? Think about it. There’s really no good reason, right?!
Whyyy do some people use their GPS to get them everywhere…even if they’ve been to that place before? It’s like they obviously didn’t pay attention on how to actually get there, minus the GPS. I mean, once you tell your GPS where you want to go, it’s not like it puts you in auto-pilot and you just sit back and enjoy the ride! I actually know someone who blamed her GPS for getting her lost…while on the way to a place she’d been to just a few days prior.
Whyyy is Candy Crush so addicting? I miss my life before Candy Crush. I don’t play on Facebook, because I don’t want anyone to know about my addiction. Oops. Do NOT tell anyone this. But really, pre-CC, I’d see people’s Facebook statuses like, “UGH. Level 68 I hate you SO MUCH!” and I’d think they were majorly overreacting. Now, I kinda get it.
Whyyyy do stay-at-home moms seem to do alllll of their shopping during the same time when people who work outside of the home are on their lunch break? I cannot tell you how many times I’ve had to pick up a couple quick items only to get stuck in the checkout line behind a SAHM with a super full cart, coupons and the need to chit-chat away with the cashier because it’s likely the only adult interaction she’ll have all day.
Whyyy must so many people quote Seinfeld and/or The Godfather like it’s a way of life? One was a TV show about a group of — let’s be honest — kind of loser-y friends (sorry), and the other was a movie about murdering family members over money and power. Put the two together and you’ve got a trashy reality show even TLC wouldn’t touch. Bravo, though? Maybe.
Whyyyy does anyone care about Miss USA pageants anymore? Did you hear about the uproar regarding the racism towards the Indian-American Miss New York-turned-Miss USA? You didn’t? Candy Crush, huh? I understand.
Whyyyy does the Pumpkin Spice Latte get so much love, while the Salted Caramel Mocha Latte shivers in the corner, giving out desperate, powerful hugs whenever someone orders them? I know PSL’s are like, everything — but SCM’s are a rising star, just you wait. Try one — and please don’t be like, “Ohh, I’m watching my salt intake” or something — because, I see what you Instagram for lunch.