Close The Door

Lately, I've noticed that people have been shushing me a lot.  Yes, I can be loud at times.  Even more so if I have a cocktail or two in me.  But come on, if you are having a business meeting with the conference door open that exits right into the common area of the office, CLOSE THE DOOR if you don't want people talking outside of it.  Especially when I was greeting someone and presenting something to them. 

This whole post is really about people shoving their arguments in my face.  I don't give a rats ass if the Chick-Fil-A guy does not like gays.  I love chick-fil-a and I am not gay so whatever. 

Don't even get me started on the rest of the stuff. 

If I didn't eat or shop or go to every place that I didn't agree with their beliefs and policies, I would be homeless, starving without clothes.  And I wouldn't have a job because I work for a Democratic office and I am a Republican. 

CLOSE THE DOOR if you don't like it. 

I believe in my second amendment and I love guns.  Stupid punk that shot up the movie theater is an extreme case.  Take my guns away because the used them for stupidity?  I think not.