Douchebaggery.
Permit me to share a couple things that have managed to frost my stindeens over the last 48 hours or so.
1. Assholes Men who toss things into urinals. Yo, shitballs, there is a wastebasket in the men’s room, and it’s not there for decorative purposes. Use it! There is absolutely no reason for throwing paper towels or your goddamned gum into the urinal. Haven’t you noticed over a lifetime of pissing in public places that urinals don’t flush the same way toilet bowels do? Doesn’t it bother you that someone has to clean that stuff out of there with their hands? What if was your mama? You ought to be horsewhipped.
2. Assholes People who work in retail establishments (particularly convenience stores) and wait on customers while talking on a cell phone. It’s bad enough when the inconsiderate bastards make it quite clear that you’re interrupting their very important conversations by, you know, actually wanting to buy something. It’s worse when their conversations are being carried on in some Third World Shithole language. The clincher is when you ask them a question, which you have to repeat once because they’re not paying attention, twice because they don’t speak English worth a shit and a third time for good measure.
This should be the rule: If you’re talking on your goddamned cell phone while customers are waiting on line, it goddamned well better be the police department, fire department or the goddamned ambulance squad. Otherwise, horsewhipping is in order.
That is all.
What is with people nowadays?
Comment by Kevin — March 13, 2011 @ 11:04 pm
LOL @ “horsewhipping”
I can think of a LOT of people in this world who would qualify for such a whoppin’
Comment by Braden — March 14, 2011 @ 7:41 am
A bathroom story: Where I used to work, our department was situated directly next to the ladies’ (I use the term loosely) restroom, and oftentimes women would flush — or at least attempt to — objects down the bowl which they had been specifically admonished, time and again, not to flush (paper towels, humongous [used — ugh] sanitary napkins). More often than not it would result in a significant overflow, of such a powerful velocity, that doodie-speckled (at times — think Goldschlager) toilet water would gush beneath the adjoining wall, and into our department, while we scrambled to thwart the onslaught with whatever newspapers we could find. It certainly made quiet mornings exciting.
Comment by Erica — March 14, 2011 @ 7:53 am
Hey, you’se is lucky………I works in a “multi-culti” state of NJ building………our vaunted diversity push has given us guys for whom the garbage can is meant to be the ultimate receptacle of their USED toilet paper…..
But lucky us, most of our African/Indian/Moslem co-workers just toss used TP on the floor next to the bowl…..
Comment by NJ Mike — March 14, 2011 @ 3:13 pm
Damn…ever heard of an Ash Can or M-80? I WILL fix your plumbing problems…I’ve been there and fixed that…maybe. Not fixed, but been there.
Bwahahahahah!!!
Comment by Yabu — March 14, 2011 @ 4:43 pm
I assume NJ Mike was there when our minority brethren tossed the tp on the floor. Really, disgusting behavior is not limited to African/Indian/Moslem people.
Comment by Joseph — March 15, 2011 @ 5:11 pm