The Family That Hates Together...

Anyone who knows us knows my sister and I are as different as two people can possibly be; we don't look alike, act alike, dress alike. We don't have many of the same interests. There's nothing about us that would make you think we're sisters, or even related for that matter, except...we have very similar hates. We rarely agree what color the sky is when looking right at it but when it comes to hate, we're totally simpatico. Actually, this is true of my entire family. For example, we hate rudeness; we have been known to leave notes on the cars of people who think it's okay to take up more than one parking space. We hate self importantance; lookin fly today *humble brag*. Our response: #noonecares, #getalife, #toomuchtimeonyourhands. We hate stupidity, or even the appearance of stupidity. If you're over 18 and don't know the difference between they're, their, and there, don't talk to us. We hate useless people, i.e: people whose only reason for being on the planet seems to be to tell other people what to do. Hint, if you have multiple Tweets about how people need to stop living off the government but you, yourself haven't had a job since the first Bush administration...yeah, no, that's not gonna work for us so if you could kindly go back to whatever version of la la land you came from, that would be great, thanks. And we don't just hate these people, we loathe them. We abhor their existence. We can make an event out of hating. All it takes is for one of the aforementioned offenses (or one of the many, many others not listed here) to invade our orbit to start the text messages a-flyin. If snark were a sport, our homes would be overrun with trophies. Seriously, we're that good. hatred of the stupid or inane is the glue that bonds this family together. It's part of our genetic makeup. Some people got freckles, we got sarcasm. Welcome to cynic town, population: us. Let the hate glow.