Pet peeves #2 and #3 (in C minor)
Alright, to recap, Pet Peeve #1 lies here.
Pet peeve #2 occured today, coincidentally, in the men's room once again. I believe the perpetrator is the same as from #1, however this time, while going about his business at the urinal, I guess he was trying to completely dehydrate himself, he proceded to hock up and spit no less than six times in one "standing" shall we say.
#2.5 could be construed as him going about his business as he was going about his business. To clear that up, he was going about reading and replying to email on his Blackberry while standing at the urinal. I guess he was steering with his knees or something. Bastardly showofff!
Pet peeve #3 occured while refilling my vice at good ol' 7-Helleven. I enter the store and notice a girl/woman (early twenties-ish?) talking on a cell phone, walking around the store. Ok, I'm thinking she's like the throngs of other people at Wal-Mart, anting along, chatting on their phones as they go about putting things in their carts. So get my goods, pay and turn towards the door when I hear "you mean like this" from the woman who is now at the ice cream freezer which is by the front door. She was turned towards the door leading to the parking lot, and was showing a piece of frozen treat to, I presume, her boyfriend who was sitting pretty in the car, no more than ten feet away. As he was parked next to me, I noticed as I returned to my car, he was in the driver's seat, reclined, arm behind his head talking on his phone. Have people become THAT lazy? Or perhaps, as a man can be pussy whipped, she was dick whipped?
Pet peeve #2 occured today, coincidentally, in the men's room once again. I believe the perpetrator is the same as from #1, however this time, while going about his business at the urinal, I guess he was trying to completely dehydrate himself, he proceded to hock up and spit no less than six times in one "standing" shall we say.
#2.5 could be construed as him going about his business as he was going about his business. To clear that up, he was going about reading and replying to email on his Blackberry while standing at the urinal. I guess he was steering with his knees or something. Bastardly showofff!
Pet peeve #3 occured while refilling my vice at good ol' 7-Helleven. I enter the store and notice a girl/woman (early twenties-ish?) talking on a cell phone, walking around the store. Ok, I'm thinking she's like the throngs of other people at Wal-Mart, anting along, chatting on their phones as they go about putting things in their carts. So get my goods, pay and turn towards the door when I hear "you mean like this" from the woman who is now at the ice cream freezer which is by the front door. She was turned towards the door leading to the parking lot, and was showing a piece of frozen treat to, I presume, her boyfriend who was sitting pretty in the car, no more than ten feet away. As he was parked next to me, I noticed as I returned to my car, he was in the driver's seat, reclined, arm behind his head talking on his phone. Have people become THAT lazy? Or perhaps, as a man can be pussy whipped, she was dick whipped?