People Who Don't Signal

I would like to preface the following post by noting that there are situations in which it is okay to turn or change lines without signalling, but I will not waste my time on the obvious.

There are times when you are attempting to make a turn, let's say, a left. You are clear on the right- no cars are headed towards you from that direction. The only thing stopping you from turning is a car headed at you from the left. "Alright, I'll just wait a few seconds until this car passes." The car is not utilizing its factory-default blinkers. Suddenly, the car turns. You are infuriated. You could have already made the turn and been well on the way towards your destination, but alas you are not. All because some ingrate did not use his blinker. You have been victimized by the ones we call jots.

It is despicable. This is even worse if the jot's actions have destroyed your window of opportunity and you are stuck waiting even longer.

They must be stopped.

Those Who Calhoun Beers

While some may argue that there are seven deadly sins, nay, I say! There are in fact eight.  For the most despicable act that one man can commit against another, is to Calhoun a beer that was bequeathed to him.  For there is no greater disrespect than to fail to finish a beer that hath been given out of the generosity of another.

While a man who cannot finish his own beer is simply weak, to Calhoun a gifted beer is sickening.  There is no worse feeling than that of man scouring the wreckage of him party the morning after, only to find full, opened beers left to die by jots and BOBITBOTRs.

Shame be to those unfortunate souls whose namesakes have been condemned to refer to this deplorable act (hat tip to Bageljot), and shame be to those audacious, or drunk, enough to commit such a crime against humanity.  For their transgressions were so unspeakable that they shall live in infamy for all eternity. 

Stop Calhouning my beers, jots.