Solitude is impractical, yet society is fatal!

Yeah, seriously! And thats after you've used the seeds to flavour your baked goods/french toast/etc!
Just soak the pods in liquor.. mmm
 
I'm driving to the grocery store...



We've come full circle. As I was heading to the grocer no more than 30 ticks ago, I'm visually accosted and befouled by the sight of a 230lb female dock worker with a bird nest on her head. This oleaginous orifice of waste begins gesticulating in my direction as if I'm about to run over a child. I survey the landscape to see if I had committed any vehicle transgressions, to which I fail to ascertain. All the while this sow of Sodom is motioning to me in my rear view as I proceed to my destination in aflutter of fury. Fucking fat cunt! On the return trip, I have a Larry David moment, and wish to confront this vunt on her injustice. Unfortunately for me and my potential "closure", she got wind of the Round Table $6.99 buffet and thar she blew. Though all is well, as I feel solace in my breast by the mere "notion" of attempting to bring some culpability to this wench of the white waters. Little did I know that my blood would boil even further, as I pull up to the carport and see an unattended vehicle parked in my hoopdie's designated spot. There's a snot nose school for brats right across the street and the cul-de-sac which lies between is the primary pick up spot for the future food service workers of America. So here I am with potential confrontation two, gahhhh. I drive 5 blocks around the fucking school, as there is no adequate parking, only to come back around and find a spot 2 blocks away from the apartment. The spot which was allocated by powers of proper etiquette for this David Rasche doppelganger. I get out of my jalopy, once again with confrontation on the mind, but when I see this shmoe (sorry Derick), a city block away walking with his 5 year old tot, I'm torn. Sure, I could obtain a moral victory by making this ass face accountable for his actions, but in turn I'm going to be the fucking asshole. So I too let this go with a mere attempt of what is known in the favela of my dismay, as "dogging". Gah, and what do I have to wait for me at home? A lowly gnat collector with his screen door open beach balling to his kids about the tenets of being charred. Gah
 
For the past several weeks, I have witnessed the most offensive display of inconsideration and idiocy undertaken in an enclosed parking structure. Working the night shift gives myself and my "boys" open season to all the primo parking spots. At roughly 0630 hours, every morning we depart, as a stream of Dorian Gray types rush in to the medical center at 60 mph in order to clock in and make their 80 dollars an hour surfing the interwebz as the infirm desperately click their call remotes beckoning the void. But that's about as irrelevant as his mistress is at this point. The object of my ire is this one particular parking attendant vunt who has been obstructing our egress, as she waits for a graveyarder to back out of one of the 10-15 closest spots to her office/front entrance. Mind you the vunt isn't driving an Ashton Martin, but a fucking Kia Spectra. This is a two lane ramp, so in order to go around her, one has to veer in to the oncoming lane and dodge an everflowing onslaught as if their name was Tory Lane.This bint actually had the temerity to give a beep to my co-worker the other day, as he was taking an inordinate amount of time to pull out of his space. Once he did, an accident almost ensued, as she sped around him to get an even closer space that had opened up. My rantings and raving shall not be secluded to this sole outlet, as I plan on taking my textual tirade to the company newsletter. Fucking ugly ass vunt! This is the same kind of shit you see at malls. "Let's hold up the fucking cavalcade so I can get the closest bottom level space to the entrance." You fucking Ethiopians, all floors have a god damn elevator! It's not as if you're going to have to walk 8 floors against oncoming vehicles in order to reach the mall entrance! Fucking die.
 
as I plan on taking my textual tirade to the company newsletter

i would assume you are the editor?!

also can you sketch out the above ... having a hard time assessing the situation.
 
K, 2 ramps (in/out)
Cars zooming up the in ramp
Vunt blocking the out ramp while she awaits a space.
Out cars veer in to in ramp as a result
Hazardous conditions ensue.