Now that I'm making regular trips to the pediatrician's office again for the first time in decades, I've noticed something that's bugged me since I was a kid. It's a problem that needs to finally be addressed because it seems that it's still going on, even after all this time.
Would the selfish fucking bastards who keep circling the hidden objects in "Highlights" magazine please knock it the hell off? For fuck's sake -- they put the magazines in the goddamned waiting room so that everyone can enjoy them, not just you, you inconsiderate pricks. Jesus Christ, what good is a hidden object puzzle if you've already pointed out where everything is? Thanks, Indy -- hope you feel real fucking good about being the first to dig through the magazine page and find all that buried treasure. Nice of you to double and triple circle the sailboat cleverly concealed in the drawing of the little girl's shoe so the rest of us can have the opportunity to marvel at your keen eye. Next time why not sign your name at the bottom of the picture so your 7th grade skill level at puzzle-solving can really be saved for posterity -- or better yet, just piss all over the goddamned thing to mark your territory. Dammit.
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