Lately, I find myself pondering the meaning of life, death, and everything. But my true question to the universe is:
WOULD IT BE TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR A FRIGGIN DIRECTION MANUAL???
I mean I realize that nothing is ever explained enough, but a little guidance would not be completely out of line. Take for instance any thing you buy at the store. It comes with as much direction material as packaging. Now given, some items like highly complicated childrens' toys come with diametrically opposite amounts, but on the whole this seems to be the case.
Now God, whomever that may or may not be, has seen fit to create one of the most complicated flat packs you will ever come across. It has no warranty. No refund options and for the life of me, I can't figure out where the assembly manual is.
Oh I know about the Life for Dummies Handbooks that have been handed out thru the years. And we all know that they proport to speak for the Almighty, even though they can't even get their own thoughts straight. But I'm talking a true direction guide.
Say for example that you have a life situation that screws you either way. I mean if your toaster burned things unplugged as well as plugged you'd take that bad boy back, am I right? But not so in life. No here you have to just friggin hope that some sucker comes along and that you can trade it off before he finds out what a lemon he just got handed. And that only works in certain situations. The bright side of this type of transaction is the ability to sit back and say "Well that's life." I mean if he had had a direction manual he'd not have run into you right? Case in point.