Minor Grievances

i knock a 70 year old lady down the stairs of the apartment next to us chasing my dog.............poor poor gray haired lady

Yesterday during work I was told that I could take my lunch as soon as I cleaned the girls bathrooms, seeing as there were no female service wenches scheduled. So I go into the bathroom at the front of the store with my broom, dustpan, glasscleaner and paper towel, open the first stall...and my reaction?

"Holy...fucking...shit..."

Literally. Everywhere...smeared on the seat...on the floor...everywhere...on the outside of the bowl...under the seat...EVERYWHERE.

HOW THE FUCK DOES A FEMALE MISS SUCH A TARGET WHEN ALL WE HAVE TO FUCKING DO IS SQUAT AND RELEASE!?



...EW!

no latex gloves? Eww.

Tons of Paper Towel so I wouldn't have to touch it. I think I used a whole roll.

You should still wear gloves.

Much more hygenic.

Actually, that didn't even cross my mind until after I was finished. It was one of those "D'oh! I'm an idiot!" moments.

I was at the fair tonight in Allegan, and in all I had a great time, riding rides and such...up until the end...and I decided to play a game. The game I decided to play? Well...you know those people who work at the booths with the darts and the balloons? Yeah...they have no fucking souls.

All in all, the guy just kept on handing me darts and like the idiot I was, I just kept on throwing. I blew $64 in five minutes on the second biggest prize they had, which was a Stewie Plushie.

Walking away I look at my dad and ask "I was just ripped off, wasn't I?" His reply? "Big time."