Those Fracking Pleasant People

I have to put this out there.  Some people think I am always mad.  I'm not.  I'm a very happy go lucky kind of person.   This is my way of staying happy go lucky, and not internalizing the hate.  See, its a public service to each and every one of you.
Please link up with all your frustrations of the week.  I promise, you will feel better.
Dear McDonald'sOnce upon a time you could claim that the Mac was Big.  I think nowadays it is false advertising.  I'm thinking you should change it to the fracken Small Mac.  Just sayin.
Dear Cashier at Krogers (I just looked up cashier on google, that's why she has a star face)Thank you sooooo much for making my shopping experience last week such a joyous occasion.  I could tell from the moment I started putting stuff on the belt, you were just so dang excited to see me.  The way you treated me when I went to pay, and you couldn't get the card to read right, was downright mean.  I NEVER use a card if there isn't money on it.  Your accusations were unfounded.  You went out of your way to make me look bad to the customers standing in line.  I have had bad days at work.  But I can guarantee you, I never would have made a customer feel like a piece of dog poop because of it.   Wishing I was going to be around when the big ole fracken Karma Bus stops to see you.  
Dear Unified Police Officer Sitting At The 4 Way StopWhat the frack dude.  You were the first car there.  You therefore SHOULD HAVE BEEN the first one to go.  But no, you wanted to see what the rest of us would do.  Lucky for me, I turned left and you were going straight.  In like straight behind me.  I will go the speed limit.  I will play your game.  I have cop radar.  I can spot you before I get to you.  I can not tho stop my heart from racing like you are going to pull me over anytime for some unfounded offense.  Next time obey the rules of the road.  You, my dear, are still just a human being.  No better than the rest of us.
Dear Woman Walking Into Home DepotHonestly lady, you are not the only person walking in and out of the store.  I had to laugh when you were walking.......so.........slow.......as.........to........say.......you........owned........the........road.  I especially enjoyed how your stared down the driver that was waiting for you to get across to the doors.  Guess what.  Your farts stink just like the rest of ours.  (well except for mine, because I don't do that stuff)  :)  Again, get over your fracking self.  No one is any better than anyone else.   In today's world you just don't dare someone to hit you.  They might  take you up on the offer.
That feels so liberating.  Get your frack on.  You might just like it.