Money Changes everything

I do not know why I feel the need to point this out and at this time, so here goes. Call it a vibe or you can call it a whim. I do not bitch all the time. I do not have to complain about money 24-7. I do NOT make fun of homeless people. The thing is, I have a sense of humor. It is going to show up every time I open my mouth. I am not homeless. Although- I do like going to thrift stores and homeless people always seem to filter around those in the bigger cities. I feel more comfortable talking to those people or as I should say having them walk up and talk to me, then having what you call "Normal people" talk to me.
My problem with not bitching about money is this- it goes with anything. If I think someone has messed with me, then I GO into defense mode. When Subway came out with their 5 dollar foot longs, they did not specif what was what. I kept getting charged 6-8 bucks. That was before tax. Then they switched it up and had a list of what ones you could get. So now I always ask. That is why I wanted to make sure about the price twice. That is why I made a joke about their company. I was NOT rude to that girl. If you were there then you would have understand and then you could have seen it all go down. I am not a liar. That is the thing about me- I tell it how it is. I do not sugar coat stuff. I do not kiss any one's ass. I rarely give out complements, because there is very little that is worth it in this life. If I have anything to say then I will say it. Just about everything I say comes out like some disrespectful joke. I'm not some annoying asshole. This blog is for the blog below it.
Everyone is allowed to keep a blog. I am no different. I am going to write about books because I LOVE to read. More then likely I will write about horror movies because I watch them, and I can guaranty you that I will mention candy and my sleeping problems. There is no problem but I had to interject that thought. I just wish I had done so last night.