You ever get the feeling that your hometown is fucking worthless?

Like if you're riding the bus and you see some woman get on and, being the gentleman you are, you offer your seat to her, only for her to pass you by like you didn't exist.

Or if you search for your favorite comic book at not one, but two comic book shops. only to find that it's not there.

Or if you're on a bus packed with teenagers and none of them will move to the back of the bus even with a seat and plenty of standing room.

Or if there's a sign at a grocery store saying that all lottery bets must be written down,yet people will still call then out to you.

Or if you try to do things for people or get by people, but they're stuck in their own little worlds, unwilling to pay attention to what you do for them.

Or if you're looking for a speciality magazine, but it doesn't ship to those stores in the area, because who in the ass-bleeding fuck would care about screenwriting in Buffalo, New York?!

Yeah, I'm sure you do.