Jen is a magnet for morons. They keep bugging her like a fly jumping on your arm, or a bill collector calling during dinner.
Each week, as time allows, Jen will bestow upon a new moron, the coveted Moron of the Week award.
31 May 20 – 6 Jun 20
Oh man, this Moron of the Week is a doozy. Each week we think we found the biggest Moron and then we out-do ourselves.
Check this dude. He owns a computer shop out in Cali. He is so narcissistic, he thinks it is totally okay to make copies of women’s computer hard drives for himself so he can read their files. No, dude — that is invasion of privacy — and you are super-creepy for spying.
This creeper asked one client into his house, gave her an unwanted gift, and sent her butthurt, moronic texts, spilling his fragile masculinity all over her phone for the whole world to see here. He does it with lots of women, apparently because he is a huge moron with no life.
For posing as a computer repair man to creep on women, I award this pantywaste the Moron of the Week and nominate him for Moron of the Decade. It might be the only thing he ever wins because he pretends his ego is so inflated to make up for his fragile self esteem.
17 May 20 – 23 May 20
The Moron of the Week Award goes out to the all news people who report on the coronavirus so much, they act like it is the only event — and the only disease — going on. Seriously, there are so many other things to talk about. Why talk so much #CoronaCrap?
And what is the deal with all these corona concerts? Dancing grannies, squeaky kids, missed notes galore. Suddenly everyone thinks they are a star, wailing away, whiny harmonicas attached to their mouth while they strum their grainy streamed-guitars.
Meanwhile, voices are silenced across the world, stories not told, because these morons on the air would rather talk about #CoronaCrap.
For not giving a crap much about anything except
the stupid coronavirus, I award the idiotic news media the Moron of the Week Award. You are in it together, now get your act together. Oh, yeah, and stay positive.
26 Apr 20 – 2 May 20
These morons really do not give a hoot. You may have seen their dirty work; they pollute the land by tossing their gross, used face masks and gloves on the ground. How hard is it to walk a little farther to find a garbage pail? I am certain Oscar the Grouch would not mind some more trash for his collection.
For not working together, while we are all dealing with this pandemic, I award these gross fools Moron of the Week. Great, your golden, shiny award will now have to self-quarantine for 14 days.
19 Apr 20 – 25 Apr 20
This week’s winner is a real pain in the butt. She runs a pro-woo blog and her sister page where she sells quack consults to the tune of a C-Note and higher on the scale to “cure” autism in children “naturally.”
She targets parents, probably thinking adults on the autism spectrum are too smart to buy her dumb crap. Methinks she has stock in Facebook because I keep reporting her useless page and leaving an honest review, however my reviews keep getting deleted and Facebook ignores my reports. Shame on you, Zucc.
For running a scam and getting away with it, I award this huckster Moron of the Week. Please do not poop on it.
22 Mar 20 – 28 Mar 20
What part of social distancing people not understand? It is not that hard. Take this Moron of the Week. This maintenance guy in my apartment complex was going around TAPING signs on each of our doors saying management needs our updated contact info. Taping signs. On our doors. You read that right.
I saw him in the hall and asked him to toss mine. He said he had one for me. I asked him to chuck it down the chute.
He got mad at me and called me rude. I told him I was done and have a nice day. I have a life.
He then MOCKED what I said. I told him he was rude for mocking me and then he gaslit me saying he was just repeating me, acting like some of the fictional morons in Kankakee. I was not born yesterday.
This is the same tool that knocks on people’s doors as early as 7:30 am to complain about items he claims they recycled “wrong.” I got home and there was a sign on my door, lo and behold, even after he pretended to chuck mine.
For widening the curve when we should be flattening it, I award this bloody booger Moron of the Week. Please do not touch it.
2 Mar 20 – 8 Mar 20
Some people are just plain rotten. I feel so bad for the victim of the Moron of the Week’s crime. Some people think it is cool to take things that is not theirs.
That’s not cool. That makes you a big moron, so big you deserve an award.
That’s right, you tool. I award you Moron of the Week. I am keeping it here in a secret chamber so it does not grow legs.
23 Feb 20 – 1 Mar 20
Anyone who has spent time posting in a Facebook group knows what it is like to deal with loser posters and even bigger losers who are too lazy to administer their groups. Take this creep. She administers a group called Childfree and Mental Illness. Given the title, one would think think the group is a safe space to, you know, talk about their feelings, get some advice and a whole lot of affirmation too.
This moron not only flat-out refused to remove the rather harsh post I reported, but projected on me as well. Thanks for the abuse, admin!
But wait, there’s more!
Because I care about my friends who are in that group, and because I was rather cross over the admin’s attacks and insubordination, I warned my friends.
The sad little admin took my warning to heart and used it as a means to triangulate her friends against me in her smear campaign, because that’s what you do if you’re a narcissist.
A few of my not-so-trustworthy acquaintances unfriended me and that is okay. The trash took itself out and saved me the trouble. It was garbage day anyway.
For refusing to do her one job, and then throwing a temper tantrum like a two year old, I award this group admin Moron of the Week. Please don’t drop it.
9 Feb 20 – 15 Feb 20
This Moron of the Week Award goes out to a Boomer who was paying attention to his coffee order, while the one-and-a-half year old in his care was square across the cafe, pushing a metal high-chair across the linoleum floor all by himself.
The toddler nearly fell over.
I wonder if this moron was the person who also left the toilet seat up. The toddler accomplished more today than the lazy older gentleman who eventually joined the small boy after picking up his java juice from the counter and jaunting over to sit with him.
I hope this kid grows up to do great things. Maybe he will become a writer. Maybe he will become a doctor. I hope he does not become a moron like the guy today who was supposed to pay attention to him but did not because he loves coffee more than him.
Life is full of important choices. For making very poor ones, I award this deadbeat caretaker Moron of the Week. Take your time getting here. If you don’t show up to claim your award, wait a little longer. We will just award another moron again soon.
26 Jan 20 – 1 Feb 20
These Morons of the Week are really alarming. They are also inspiration behind some of the fictional cartoons and stories here are MoronicArts, maybe you can figure out just whom and what.
Flashing lights are my number one migraine trigger. I live in an apartment building operated by none other than Utica Municipal Housing, or MHA (Moronic Half-Assets is a better term, where have we seen that before?).
A debilitating strobe light goes off at least once a week in my building, likely triggered by illegal indoor smoking inside my building for the disabled.
I am completely debilitated by these flashing lights and cannot escape my apartment building in case of emergency.
Incompetent management turns a blind eye to this and most building related issues as the two highest paid Utica MHA managers lack empathy skills to work with a diverse public sector.
You can watch the sensory overload hell on this Youtube link if you really want to but you probably don’t. Sensory Trigger Warning for Flashing Lights and Foul Language. NSFW. I warned you.
For intentionally installing a fire alarm system that will not allow to me to escape my own apartment because it debilitates me due to its flashing strobe lights, I award Utica MHA Morons of the Week. I will polish it up since they like flashy things.
19 Jan 20 – 25 Jan 20
Providing decent customer service on city buses costs nothing. After all, you are getting paid money to do your job. Some of the drivers of the buses in my area are such morons they deserve an award.
City bus drivers are required to let passengers off before boarding new passengers. A driver failed to tell me a passenger using a walker was getting off as I was boarding and proceeded to let me board, as well as several other passengers. The gentleman got very angry at us who had just boarded to let us know he was getting off the bus, because you know, the driver was too lazy to tell us himself.
He fell shortly after deboarding the bus. The moronic driver lied after we called him out, he lied and said he told us. I retorted, telling him he did not. Mama raised no fool. Another passenger confirmed that no, he did not tell us. Personal resonsibility is a lost art in the service industry.
I called the sucker in to the bus company while I was riding to report his lying and to help protect the guy who had fallen, because the moron driving failed to protect him. They said they would check the surveilance tapes. It sucks to be him because he will have to face his actions after all. Perhaps he should have tried that first?
Oh, and this same driver let another passenger on when I got off the same bus that day, failing to tell her that I was getting off. How much of an imbecile can one driver be?
For failing to put passenger safety first, I award this bus driver Moron of the Week. Try walking over to come pick it up, you might hit someone.
5 Jan 20 – 11 Jan 20
This week’s award goes out to human roadblocks.
It is hard enough navigating stores and restaurants without getting run over. There is nothing more frustrating than having to say “excuse me” to a couple standing in the middle of a public aisle that could easily take their kissing, swaying arms and Lord-only-knows-what home. Get a room. I am trying to get to my table, thank you.
It is also very aggravating walking a block in a bookstore to the bathoroom past people not paying attention to their surroundings, sitting down between the bookshelves as if they were the only one in the store.
And then the manspreaders, oh how they spread! That little chair in the aisles, if you are so tall, try sitting somewhere else if you are too lazy to keep your limbs to yourself.
For causing traffic jams in retail settings, I award human roadblocks Moron of the Week. Please do not cause gridlock on your way to come pick up your award. Thank you.
29 Dec 19 – 4 Jan 20
New Year’s Jeer Edition
This Twitt took it upon himself punish me for following him back.
Do you think I continued to follow him?
For spamming me via Twitter IM, I award this Twittiot Moron of the Week. Now here is something to sing about.
22 Dec 19 – 28 Dec 19
Holiday Cheer Edition
These Morons of the Week are not just morons, they are oxymorons.
I joined a migraine support group run by a certain foundation run in the United States of America. Hoping to find validation, empathy and support I posted about having been discriminated against based on my migraine related sound sensitivity in a a cafe. (Seriously guys, if you want my business, turn that music down a few pegs. It is not that hard.)
I got anything but support there in, you know, a SUPPORT group.
One of these jokers accused me of “playing the discrimination card.” You bozo. If I wanted to bring you a card, I would have bought one at Hallmark.
When I reported said offenders to the admins, do you think they would act upon my report? Guess again. They took the bullies’ sides! They even gaslit and projected onto me, accusing me of causing the problems, saying my perception was wrong. Nice.
For trying to ruin my Christmas Holiday, I award these tools Morons of the Week. Yeah, keep polishing it. Looking good.
“Toxic is as toxic does.
Toxic does as toxic is.”
15 Dec 19 – 21 Dec 19
The Morons of the Week thought they can talk about people behind their backs and get away with it. These Lawndale Fashion Club wannabes failed to realize there is thing in life called “personal responsibility.”
I was minding my own business, sitting down, waiting for my prescription at Wally World, talking on the phone (yes you can talk on those things), when I overheard two teenaged brats in line talking about my conversation. They carried on talking about another customer’s shirt and the wine bottles set in the cart of the wheelchaired lady off in the distance.
Feeling annoyed at these entitled snotstains, I got out my phone and began to video tape them. I might even post a link to that video here; fair warning of my sailor speech.
Mad because caught, the little turds asked the clerk if she could get me in trouble. Nope! The clerk was just as annoyed at their vapid idea as I was. I told the now prancing showoffs, mad because their bad behavior was exposed, that they were in a public place and recording them was legal.
The Morons of the Week left the building. If they want to pick up their award, they know where to find it. It might be their only accomplishment, seize the day!
8 Dec 19 – 14 Dec 19
Death. He took away someone very important to me. My friend, like me, suffered from a neurological disease with no cure.
For leaving a void in this world that cannot be filled, I award Death the Moron of the Week.
1 Dec 19 – 7 Dec 19
Some morons are so spoiled you can smell them. These Valley Girls have stolen a lady’s purse and then helped themselves to 5 Grand in stuff they did not deserve, because you know, they took someone else’s money to buy it.
These entitled brats are on the loose. Though the perps commited their crime in Florida, their yellow plates resemble those from New York.
I wonder if they will be smiling behind bars?
For robbing someone blind and laughing about it, I award these thieves Morons of The Week. Now here’s something to smile about.
24 Nov 19 – 30 Nov 19
M is for Moron. My antivaxxer Uber driver last night was a big Moron.
I thought they only existed on the internet. I did not think I would encounter one in the wild. I told this driver, who I will call “Anntivaxxer”, I always try to be kind to service workers.
Anntivaxxer started her diatribe against behavioral and physical medicine doctors after I mentioned to her that the one place I consistently got bad service was at the doctor’s office. (Please see previous Morons of the Week).
She tells me to “try not being sick.” That’s right. “Just not be sick.” I cannot make this up. These morons exist in the flesh.
Anntivaxxer asked me if I believed in hypnosis. Knowing she was going to go down an invalidation tangent, I pled the fifth.
I asked her if she was an antivaxxer, she said yes.
I immediately went into comedy mode, asking her if she was a flat earther. I asked her if the thought Australia was a hoax. I roasted her for awhile, but then she got ugly, saying my autism was caused by vaccines. I told her that study was fraudulent but she got defensive saying she was 20 years older than me. Seriously, who cares?
I never thought I would meet someone so riduculously dumb, but when I rode with Anntivaxxer, I was with Stupid.
For putting my life at risk by forcing her antivaxx views on me instead of paying attention to the road, I award Anntivaxxer Moron of the Week. I also nominate her for Moron of the Year. If my life was “normal”, whatever that might be, I would feel scared.
17 Nov 19 – 23 Nov 19
This week’s Moron of the Week is brought to you by a guest writer, who writes about his former acquaintance.
From the sounds of it, this guy’s moronic antics remind me of the fictional Damien Hurlbutt. Oh, and did I mention this Moron of the Week, like Damien, is also from Illinois?
Quoth my friend:
“What I can tell you is that he is a guy in his 40’s [and] had a beard. He was very arrogant and rude, used derogatory words to describe women. He was derogatory towards people in the LGBT community.
One day I was in his truck with him and we were chatting until I noticed he got out a cigarette with the windows completely shut in his vehicle…saw him smoking it for several minutes enough to make me choke even after I kindly asked him not to in front of me.
He did not understand why. He also talked to me about upsetting vulgar things having to do with sexuality and women. I decided to end things as far as hanging out with him and told him so. I got a message on Facebook basically saying that he did not care one bit.”
For acting like a real life Damien Hurlbutt, I award this sexist tool Moron of the Week. Don’t bury it in your hoard because I have to award it to someone else next week.
Thank you to my anonymous friend for his submission!
10 Nov 19 – 16 Nov 19
Oh man, there are morons and then there are really big morons. This person is such a moron I wonder if she is even real. Her name is Karen, according to her profile, and she is an anti-vaxxer like the fictional Kankakee moron Kon Teirant.
I uncovered this Karen in an anti-pyramid scheme group on Facebook. I sincerely thought she was joking, however she said she was not. She did not even ask to speak to the manager!
For not vaccinating her kids, I award this Karen Moron of the Week. Please wear a mask while handling it, your kids too, Karen.
3 Nov 19 – 9 Nov 19
People who hog public bathroom stalls just to text selfishly take away stalls from other people. How you would you like to hold it for some moron sitting there texting away? While some fool is going bloop bloop bloop while she poop poop poops, my bladder is getting madder.
For holding up the line, I award these public intextigators Morons of the Week. Just keep the award clean because other people have to handle it, okay?
27 Oct 19 – 2 Nov 19
It costs nothing to be nice. Sadly, some people never feel the joy from being kind to one another and doing good things for the sake of doing good. In fact, I wonder if these people ever feel joy, or if they are always miserable. I almost feel sorry for people like them, however I have my own life to worry about. That’s right, I have a life.
Take this pretentious snob, who calls himself “Poetrymann.”
Like many narcissists, this fool was in power. This wannabe-writer volunteered to review submissions for a group self-titled “Word-Smiths” on an art site called DeviantArt.
Because I submitted humourous prose pieces and not verbose poetry, he rejected it. Had he and other volunteers stated outright their preferences, I would not have wasted my time submitting my comedy stories to be passed over by a poetry guy that does not read, write, nor get comedy.
Judging by his remarks, methinks Mr. Mann can see a bit of himself in the characters here at MoronicArts.
For acting like one the residents of the Moroniverse, I award this snooty real life moron the Moron of the Week award. His words were spoken like a true fan!
20 Oct 19 – 26 Oct 19
This Moron of the Week takes acting like an imbecile with no life to a new level.
My best friend in the whole world sold a car on social media and gave this dude from far away a really good deal. I am talking half the asking price. Her and her husband were really good to him. After she sold the car, don’t you think it would be said and done? Think again.
This stupid moron contacts my friend with some sob story saying he has problems with the car and he is five miles away, asking for half the money back (one grand). My friend asks to see the car and the fool instead keeps asking for the money instead. Liar liar, pants on fire.
Not falling for his scam, my friend tells him no. Meanwhile this sociopath continues to guilt-trip, gaslight, grandstand, and play the victim to my friend.
This moron has the audacity to alter the bill of sale and send it back to my friend, saying she would pay for any repairs. This hillbilly also verbally abused my friends for having emigrated from another country, telling them to get an education even though he is acting dumber than a box of rocks with an emotional equivalent of a bird turd.
For going buying a car from my friends just so he can harass my friend — when he could better spend his time doing something productive — I award this utter waste of human life Moron of the Week. Where do I find these people? Until next time…
13 Oct 19 – 19 Oct 19
This week’s award goes out to people who do something really moronic and then turn around to say “I didn’t do it.” Taking responsibility is really not that hard. Saying “I am sorry, I was wrong” is not, either. It’s only six words!
Take this dude in Starbucks. I set down my cane and my MoronicArts green hoodie. I get in line to order my usual drink.
I come back after ordering and this dude is at my table. I tell him I had set my stuff down first and he argues that he and his wife were there. I remind him politely that I had set my stuff down previously, pointing to it and that there was likely a misunderstanding. I joke that he can sit with me if he wants. He motions like he cannot hear me and I remind him that I set my stuff down there first and maybe he did not realise it.
“I don’t wanna argue!” the dude says back to me, after having chosen to argue instead of apologizing for his misunderstanding. He only leaves after I tell him I needed the seat because I am disabled and I point to my cane.
For less than the cost of a cup of Starbucks coffee, Mr. Argument could have been nice. For not taking responsibility over a simple misunderstanding, I award Mr. Argument the Moron of the Week. It costs nothing to be nice.
29 Sep 19 – 5 Oct 19
Here at MoronicArts we deal with a variety of morons. This corporate entity thought it was a good idea to put themselves first when cancelling the author’s appointment, instead of doing the polite thing: calling the patient and asking what worked for them. Apparently their schedule and needs were not a priority, nor even considered.
How about asking them to come in sooner instead of later? It took them over a month to get this appointment and now they cancel last minute, picking a day 13 days later, which is most convenient for their staff, not the patient.
For putting your patients’ needs in last place, I award this crappy office, and all others like it Moron of the Week. Champions of poor customer service they sure are.
22 Sep 19 – 28 Sep 19
What ever happened to “The customer is always right?” How do you feel when you get bad customer service? Nowadays, I would be happy with “The customer is sometimes right”, service has gotten so out of control.
People paid to work with other people brag about how much they hate their jobs on social media. Get over it. If you hate working with people so much, someone else will take your job.
Take this fellow. He just oozes misery. He bragged about discriminating against a potential customer who has a service dog. When called out, he continued to argue.
What part of “you messed up, admit it!” don’t you understand?
For lacking basic customer service skills, including empathy, I award this driver Moron of the Week. Now here is something to take home!
18 Aug 19 – 24 Aug 19
Some people take our breath away. Others leave us speechless. Then there is this woman, whom I have never met. She sent me this message as part of a stalking/smear campaign. I have no words. For making death threats and sending hate mail to a complete stranger, I award this fool the coveted Moron of the Week Award. I bet it makes her feel really good.
21 Jul 19 – 27 Jun 19
This Moron of the Week needs a hug. She is so unhappy with herself, she puts other people down to make herself feel better.
Lacking a sense of humor — and the modesty to accompany it — she insulted those who did not like her favorite singer’s novice attempt at satire, which took a turn for the worst when it mocked those with mental health diseases. Not cool, my friend.
For making a total fool of herself, I award this Twittiot the Moron of the Week Award. I hope it looks great on her shelf.
14 Jul 19 – 20 Jun 19
This moronic musician has no fans (except himself). Ennui got the best of him, it got the worst of him. Suffering from severe boredom, he projected his anger at the world onto a fellow Twitter musician and writer — as if she cared — accusing her of the netiquette crimes he committed himself in reply to a link she posted. Only she did not say anything about her work kicking…
For wishing his mom would become his second fan, and getting angry at another woman at her success, I crown him Moron of the Week. How does it feel to win?
Screenshots of his drivel posted below. Enjoy!
7 Jul 19 – 13 Jul 19
This week, we award those moronic musicians who promote themselves by spamming people on social media, thinking they are hot shots, and then get mad when they are called out. They fail to understand that networking involves giving more than taking, and think sliding into your DMs is how they will get paid.
Wake up call, fools: You will not see dollar signs by spamming people. Nor will you win the Grammy and recording contract you so desire. You will, however, win this week’s Moron of the Week Award. Please be sure to thank me and all the other people you pestered. You’re welcome.
30 Jun 19 – 6 Jul 19
Methinks we all know a few: Those nincompoops who want you to check out their work — but never comment on yours — and then whinge when you promote your own stuff, making you out to be a common criminal for doing just that. Some of these morons think this behavior is funny for some cryptic reason. Sour grapes much? Have some cheese to go with that whine.
For acting like a peed-on wet blanket, I award you clowns Moron of the Week. It’s getting kinda funky; maybe check yourself.
23 Jun 19 – 29 Jun 19
I believe there is no such thing as a stupid question. If you do not know the answer, then ask. However, I have been given a particularly bad type of answer by some people. This week’s award goes out to those fools who make the conscious choice to tell people to “look it up.”
Telling somebody to “Google it” is the equivalent of “buzz off”, with the bee sound replaced by another four-letter-word.
Have you heard the industry expression “word of mouth is the best form of advertising?” That is correct. Asking people for recommendations is valid and good for business, too!
The worst offenders tell people to look up words in the dictionary when asked how to spell them. How can one look up a word if they do not know how to spell it first?
For invalidating perfectly good questions, and acting like a general knob, I award you Moron of the Week. Now go take a powder.
9 Jun 19 – 15 Jun 19
This week we award a special kind of moron. I really wonder how people can get so bored. It takes a special kind of moron to have no life. It must be nice to be so privileged, you have time on your hands to come up with such drivel.
This fool complained about an online petition to cancel the “straight pride” parade. He then deleted this post, perhaps out of cowardice or out of consequence. For taking the liberty to oppress the LGBTQIA+ crowd when he could be using that same energy to support an LGBTQIA+ person struggling with being oppressed, I award this fabulous example of a Men’s Rights Activist, the Moron of the Week. In fact, I award you a special shiny, glittery award, just because you are so fab.
2 Jun 19 – 8 Jun 19
This week we award those tools who blast their car stereos on the highest decibel setting, playing obnoxious screaming fits that pass as music, while driving through the Starbucks lane to get their lattes. This award also goes out to the morons whose purposely install car audio systems to distort the bass and sub-bass so badly that the car’s driver, the drivers beside them, and the entire town can hear its windows rattle like farts. I also award those coworkers who purposely blast the same five tunes over and over again on their cubicle boombox, instead of making the easy, polite choice to wear headphones and keep the people around you somewhat sane. Yes, I am talking to you.
Because your music sucks and we do not want to hear it, you buffoons are now proudly awarded Moron of the Week. You heard it from here, now tell your friends, since you want an audience all for yourself.
26 May 19 – 1 Jun 19
This week’s award goes out to those fools who barge into restrooms without knocking, as if they are the first person to have to go whizz or take a dump. Seriously, why jiggle the doorknob? Do you think it will magically open if you keep standing there like a dummy?
It is not hard to knock, folks. Try it sometime. It might save yourself embarassment — the other person too — should the lock be broken. That’s right, other people have to go, not just you.
For failing to use basic manners, and for lacking human dignity, I award you fartknockers Moron of the Week.
19 May 19 – 25 May 19
This week’s Moron of the Week award goes out to those imbeciles who think it is socially acceptable to make as much noise as possible in a quiet bookstore. Maybe it makes them feel good because their lives suck so badly? I do not think I wish to know. Maybe an award will help these unfortunate folks I encounter:
Parents bring their screaming toddlers in every day to the cafe section to wail their banshee heads off, and of course, their makers care not an iota about the wellbeing of other people in the cafe, because apparently we do not exist. Do they know the difference between a bookstore and a playground? Apparently they think it is recess time here at Buckstars.
A guy comes in blasting mumble rap as high as the little speaker on his smartphone could spew it.
And, do people really need to turn the sounds effects up loud on their phones, so they know it every time they are pushing buttons? Do they?
I feel bad for the baristas because they have trouble hearing my order over the cacophony.
About the only thing I do not hear is a vuvuzela horn.
For those who think it is okay to use their outside voices in an inside place, I award you Moron of the Week. Now shout it off the rooftop!
12 May 19 – 18 May 19
“La di da di da.” — Sybil Kibble
This week’s award recipient reminds me a lot of Sybil Kibble, only he is a real character.
Today, some guy I never met was intentionally humming really loudly in a quiet bookstore/cafe to draw attention to himself and to bother people. I got up to order a drink, and briefly glanced over in his direction to see where I was going. As I did, he snarked, “Oh, did my humming BOTHER you?”
I continued to ignore this strange fellow, whom I could hear over my headphones. He looked over to me as I walked away from him and asked me in a faux-polite tone, “Did my humming bother you?”
As my food and drink got prepared, I went to my seat to gather things. I felt increasingly uncomfortable with his 2 going on 20 questions and decided to move seats. He looked over at me as if he still wanted my attention. I thought to myself, “No, dude, I am not interested in your attempts at winding people up. There are plenty of books in here to read. Do something productive with your idle time.”
Because this moron thought I was born yesterday, I have awarded him the Moron of the Week. Here is that attention you ordered.
Week of 5 May – 11 May 19
Have you ever been bullied? Do you know how awful that feels? I hope not.
This week’s award goes out to all the suckers who think it is okay to allow people to bully others. These people include the social media group administrators who boot the victims of mobbing instead of the bullies who commit the mobbing. They also include the teachers who side with the wannabe Beavis and Buttheads who bully, torment, and sexually harass students relentlessly and get away with it. This class of moron further includes the imbeciles that think it is okay to side with the narcissistic former spouse who smear campaigns their ex. Yes, I am talking to you.
Because you have the power to help the helpless, and instead empower the aggressors, I award you fools Morons of the Week. Go get a hobby and some anger management.
Visit http://www.flyingmonkeysdenied.com and learn some empathy.
Week of 21 Apr – 27 Apr 19
Space invaders are the worst. No, I am not talking pixellated UFOs and aliens. This award goes out to morons like the boomer woman who poked me today while I was politely waiting for the bus driver to give me the go-ahead to board. You see, I waited for other passengers to get off first. When I looked at her, she gave me a “hurry up” motion and pointed to the driver. I clenched my teeth and gave her a thumbs up. Try and guess which finger I used.
It also goes out to parents who allow their kids to push strangers in line at the water park, enabling bad bevavior by not doing anything about it. It also goes out to creepy guys who yank off ladies’ headphones on the subway because they are butthurt the ladies are not talking to them, and the nasty jerk who thought it was okay to touch my arm and ask “what was wrong with” it.
To all the morons who invade people’s space because their manners suck, and allow their kids to do so and allow that bad behavior to fester, I award you Moron of the Week. Try and touch it, I dare you!
Week of 14 Apr – 20 Apr 19
This week’s Moron of the Week is a real winner. He is looking for a special friend who likes Chariots of the Gods, bullying people and pretending not to, and does not have Tadive Dyskenisia. Having disabilities is a dealbreaker for ableist narcissists like him, even though Narcissistic Personality Disorder is a DSM-V classified Cluster-B Mental Health Disorder (though as a classic NPD patient, he will likely never admit it). I award this Ancient Astronaut Theorist, Moron of the Week. Enjoy!
Week of 31 Mar 19 – 6 Apr 19
This week’s award emerges for a reason. It goes out to a special kind of moron and we all know who you are. You wind people up for no reason, other than your enjoyment. You read aloud in a quiet bookstore, invalidate a stranger in a feminist social media group just to upset him, and make lewd comments at women you do not know just to get them upset. You have no agenda, no cause; your own pleasure from witnessing other people cringe in reaction to your own behavior is your sole pleasure in life. For this I award you Moron of the Week and nominate you for Moron of the Year.
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Week of 3 Mar 19 – 9 Mar 19
What ever happened to “The Customer is Always Right” and good customer service in general? If I see one more retail worker complain about their customers online or in real life, I am going to scream. Cry me a river, all the way to the unemployment line. Someone else can have your job.
This week’s award goes to a very special employee. This orange-neckbearded pizza guy did such a poor job — complaining about his pizza customers out loud, as I waited twice as long for my food as he stated — had he paid attention to how he packed my items, they would not have spilled onto the cold pavement after I had walked out his establishment.
For causing a plop factor which could have been prevented with good customer care, I avoid this pizza dude Moron of the Week.
Week of 17 Feb 19 – 23 Feb 19
This week’s Moron of the Week is a bit of a mystery. This secretive gentleman slid into my Facebook Direct Messaging (DM) box with no warning, nor context. I never met him in real life either. For all I know, he could be a Nexus-2 or Nexus-3 test model Replicant deployed online by Dr. Eldon Tyrell himself. Because of this unsolicited, unprovoked, moronic, word salad-styled verbal attack, I crown him Moron of the Week.
Week of 3 Feb 19 – 9 Feb 19
This collective Moron of the Week Award goes out to all the lousy saps who gave me terrible customer service lately. Consider putting in your two weeks and getting a job digging ditches, pulling weeds, or peeling potatoes so you do not have to see people. That is my only tip for you awardees!
Here are the fine finalists:
The sassy nurse who tried to get out of filling out important paperwork which would enable me to afford my doctor-prescribed medication.
The grouchy office worker who hung up on me and accused me of no-showing two appointments which the office rescheduled without my consent, and one I missed because I was in the hospital.
The building manager who argued with me about sending down a maintenance worker to fix my broken door leading into my apartment after-hours, not wanting to pay him overtime, and not caring about potential burglars and rapists.
To you, I award the Collective Moron of the Week Award. Go home and enjoy it together, since misery loves company!
Week of 27 Jan 19 – 2 Feb 19
I spotted the homophobic bumper sticker on this imbecile machine and instantly crowned this White Anglo-Saxon, Presumably Protestant (WASPP) couple. Shortly after I took a single snapshot of the offending truck, its drivers accosted me, saying “she either really likes ‘em or she really hates ‘em.” I asked the middle-aged woman who uttered said remark how she was doing; she said “God Bless you,” and asked me how I was.
I told her “I am not a homophobe” as I made my way as far away from these Morons of the Week as I could. That hypocrite mumbled something from her beat up Ford about Jesus, to which I replied “Love thy neighbour as thyself.”
For cherrypicking Bible verses and leaving out others in their efforts to oppress people, I award these fartknockers a shiny, new Moron of the Week Award.
Week of 13 Jan 19 – 19 Jan 19
I was headed home on the bus, minding my own business, when I suddenly heard over my headphones, “The Wall will save us money.” An argument broke out between three people, insults were hurled and threats were made. This was the real-life equivalent of an Internet political debate gone awry.
The bus driver, visibly uncomfortable, made a call using her bus phone. I got off the bus early to protect my hide and to get a sandwich.
For acting un-civil in a bus full of strangers, I award these three folks the collective Moron of the Week Award. This week’s Moron of the Week is brought to you by the Number 45 and this song:
Week of 6 Jan 19 – 12 Jan 19
I was walking toward my apartment building when I spotted this Failmobile. I photographed the car with my phone, which I had never seen before in my apartment complex, thinking it would make a great specimen for my favourite “Sounds Like MLM But OK” Facebook group (the non-ban happy one). After I took this photo, contact details edited out to protect the guilty, a young lady unbeknownst to me came out of the woodwork like a long lost classmate messaging you on Facebook.
“Excuse me Miss, excuse me!” she said, clearly ignoring my headphones. I turned around the other way and kept walking. “Excuse me, do you live here?” this presumed hunbot asked me, a lot like Doris Krabalsky, the Kankakee steet MLM seller.
I walked into my apartment, tuning out the wannabe hunbot. For bothering me when I am clearly not interested, I award this hun the Moron of the Week. I cannot make this crap up.
Week of 30 Dec 18 – 5 Jan 19
New Year’s Edition!
I went into Staples to buy a charger for my phone without the moronic folding plugs, because, y’know the prongs love to try and fold down whenever I plug in my phone, its useless folding mechanism preventing the thing from doing its one and only job.
Stores must charge a convenience fee for the less aggravating chargers. The salesman talked me into buying the $8 non-folding model (which rang up to $10 on the register) over the $6 model due to its faster charging capability. The frustrating folding model cost only $5.
After I agreed to pay a whole two dollar bill more for the faster model, the salesman called me a “good girl”. He may as well have petted me on the head and fed me a treat. I am not a puppy.
For treating me like a dog, this sales clerk gets the coveted Moron of the Week Award. Happy New Year, Woof-Woof!
Week of 23 Dec 18 – 29 Dec 18
This moron really has the Holiday spirit. I was sitting down, minding my own business, when this moron knocked over my cane. I asked her not once, not twice, but three times to pick it up. Crickets chirped. I then asked her if she spoke English. She must have heard that loud and clear, because she then asked me, “why did you ask me if I speak English?” I then reiterated to her that she knocked my cane over which I told her thrice. Since I never got an apology, just an excuse that she did not hear me, I award this cheerful woman the Holiday Moron of the Week.
Week of 18 Nov 18 – 24 Nov 18
This week’s Moron of the Week Award submission arrived via Facebook, and speaks for itself.
This post has been brought to you by Emperor Norton, and the letters K L F. Fnord.
Week of 11 Nov 18 – 17 Nov 18
I called out some nitwit yesterday for mocking me in a takeout place. I do not think he had seen it coming. He had mocked my voice not long after demanding “plenty of fortune cookies” from the server who took his order and complained for not having been reminded of his free soda can. I sternly and firmly said to him “Do not mock me” after he had sarcastically parroted something I had said to his cell phone buddy. He did not bother me after that.
This was the look on my face when I stood up to him.
For his moronic efforts, I crown him Moron of the Week.
Week of 7 Oct 18 – 13 Oct 18
It costs nothing to be nice. However, this geezer on the bus never learned that life lesson. For his lack of trying, I award him MoronicArts.com’s Moron of the Week Award. Put it with your medals and trophies, ol’ dude!
As I sat in the front of the bus in the accessible section, with my visible cane in tow, he asked me to get up. I told him I walk with a cane and I have every right to this seat. As he took his seat, since there was room for him, too, he went on some diatribe about having been in a war. I told him “goodbye” and tuned him out via headphones.
A few minutes later, after I relaxed myself since this old fart made me feel validly angry, I decided to stand up for myself. As he was going on talking about himself and the lady next to him was looking away, I interrupted him and said, “you know, I have something to say. Young people can be disabled too. I have a neurological condition with no cure. I have every right to this seat and you have no business trying to shame me out of it.” He dismissed me and I put back on my headset.
As he exited the bus, the driver could not wait for the grumpy geezer to leave. “I am not 25, you know! I am not 25!” the old dope exclaimed as he made his way off the bus. Whether or not that was a dig at me, the world will never know. I would take it as a compliment, as I am only 41.
Week of 23 Sept 18 to 29 Sept 18
This week’s award goes out to two people, so girls, you need to learn to share.
Two twits sitting at my table in a local bookstore had such pathetically boring lives, they thought it was a good idea to trash talk their fellow students and I. As I got up to use the restroom, one of them commented to the other, she is using the restroom AGAIN!” Other remarks overheard included one about a fellow college student they assumed “had no friends” because she thought he was “weird.” What do you get when you ass-ume? You make an ASS out of U and ME.
Because their lives are so unproductive that these morons find the need to talk about complete strangers and their bathroom trips, I award these college kids the Moron of the Week Award. Now that is something to talk about!
Week of 2 Sept 18 to 8 Sept 18
Today’s award is a special award: The Golden Moron Award. It goes out to a moron whose moronic deeds go above and beyond that of your everyday moron. Behold:
On a Facebook support group, this little moron was not so supportive. You see, she argued with me for the sake of arguing, much like Grump Whisperer Leona Krabalsky would. When she lost the argument, she got ugly. She said I had no friends, much like a grade schooler bullying a classmate. But wait, there is more! This moron had the nerve to make fun of me for being on the autism spectrum. As if she thought making fun of people with disabilities was cool.
For these actions, I bestow upon this special person a special prize: The Golden Moron Award!
Week of 26 Aug 18 to 1 Sept 18
Author Jen is trying to sell some rings on Facebook. Check out these moronic replies she gets from this week’s Moron of the Week! Moron’s name and photo has been blurred to protect the guilty.
Week of 19 Aug to 25 Aug 18
The collective award goes out to all the morons who jiggle the bathroom door while I am in it, thinking they are the only people on the planet that have to pee. Congratulations! You are just like Sybil.
Week of 5 Aug 18 to 11 Aug 18
Last week, while waiting at a bus stop, a cyclist riding on the wrong side of the road yelled out to me, “the bus is not here yet.” He failed to read the memo stating that mansplaining is not the way to a woman’s heart.
Week of 29 Jul – 4 Aug 2018
Some lady outside of Price Chopper yelled out her car to me, “Do you have extensive psoriasis?” as she puffed away at her cigarette and she told her kids “you will get air later”. Life is truly stranger than fiction.