So, I decided I wanted to drive to work today. I had a tough workout, my butt is sore from doing squats and I just didn't want to rush my shower to catch the bus. So, I drive to campus and go to park in PSD. I pull up and the conversation goes as follows:
Me: Hey, can I get a parking pass? (I fumble in my wallet for my credit card)
Gate Attendent: Mumbles incorently...
Me: I'm sorry, what was that?
Gate Attendent: Did you read the sign?
Me: Oh, no I must have missed it.
Gate Attendent: No one reads the sign. you can't park here today.
Me: Where can I park?
Gate Attendent: Did you read the sign?
Me: (now irritated) NO, I didn't read the sign
Gate Attendent: Read the sign.
Me: (now VERY irritated) There are people behind me, I can't back up to read the sign. Please tell me where I can park? (Jackass)
Gate Attendent: Why don't people read the sign? no one reads the sign. You need to park in PS2.
Me: Where is that? wait... nevermind, I'll find it. (Thanks, because I needed you to be an asshole to me, otherwise I might not have had a good day today! *SARCASM*)
So, as if this wasn't frustrating enough, I go to pull out of the parking lot to make my way to where I think PS2 is, and the young lady next to me decided it is acceptable for her to turn left from the right lane, and that doing so 2 inches from my car (while I am going straight in the left lane) is the sensible time to do it.
GOOD MORNING TO YOU TOO!
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Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Trashy Much?
It sounded stupid when people used to go around saying "I like it when you call me big papa," so what exactly made you think it would be less stupid as a T-shirt design!? GET IT TOGETHER!
I actually kinda like this next one. Cute, a little queer (in an almost artistic sense), with a hint of nonconformity. I approve.
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