There's typically two options in and out of a public place, sometimes more. There could be a line of 4 dual doors (that's EIGHT DOORS, folks!) to enter the mall and for some reason everyone funnels through whatever door you open. Why, yes, I did just open a door to let myself in, I wasn't opening it for the family of 12 to bombard me on their way out, then act as though I'm obligated to hold it for them. Or the people who try to piggy back in on my open door. They act offended if I don't see them and keep the door propped open for them. Stop squeezing in on my space and open your own stinkin’ door. To the germophobes who try to sneak in under my open door so they don't have to touch the dirty door handle themselves...the karma cooties will find you. You're subjecting me to something you're terrified of and think is gonna make you sick. Why is it OK for me to take the risk you perceive to be there? Screw you and your dirty deeds. Get a handkerchief and handle your life. (Moms with strollers, elderly, handicap, etc, I'll always hold the door for you. This topic does not apply to you.) ;)
0 Comments
Your comment will be posted after it is approved.
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorI'm scared of meth & heroine users. They are the real zombie apocalypse. Archives
July 2019
Categories
|
Proudly powered by Weebly