I just had a little bit of an apalling experience in a public bathroom.
I was in line for a stall, and this girl comes out of one, and I go in. Nothing odd here. It was maybe a four stall bathroom, so we totally saw eachother.
I go in, pee, and then realize that there’s no toilet paper. THAT BITCH let me go into a stall with no toilet paper and didn’t say anything. She set me up!
I think that’s just terrible. Intentional or not, it’s poor ettique, inconsiderate, self absorbed, bad looking-out, and any number of other related things.
Why would somebody do that?? Why didn’t she say something?
I was just like, “hey, they’re out of toilet paper in there,” to the next girl and she grabbed some paper towels. That’s what you do. That’s the way it’s done.
Ladies, let’s not do this to eachother. Be good buddies. And, to use an old one that’s had a bit of a come back, don’t forget to try.
This is an important step in being a good person. Step up to the plate ladies and use your words.
“You know what’s wrong with you, Miss Whoever-You-Are? You’re chicken, you’ve got no guts. You’re afraid to stick out your chin and say, “Okay, life’s a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that’s the only chance anybody’s got for real happiness.” You call yourself a free spirit, a “wild thing,” and you’re terrified somebody’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.”—
some of the last lines of breakfast at tiffany’s.
kind of the antithesis of the quote from marguerite fields’ essay.
“32. Describe a glass of wine in one sentence without using the terms nutty, fruity, oaky, finish, or kick. I once stood in a wine store in West Hollywood where the owner described a pinot noir he favored as “a night walk through a wet garden.” I bought it. I went to my hotel and drank it by myself, looking at the flickering city with my feet on the windowsill. I don’t know which was more right, the wine or the vision that he placed in my head. Point is, it was right.”—The 75 Skills Every Man Should Master (via mattlehrer)
You were on my mind at least nine tenths of yesterday
it seemed as if perhaps I’d gone insane
what is it about you that has commandeered my brain?
maybe it’s your awesome songs or maybe it’s the way
you go straight to the top you’re not scared of getting squashed
you know just when to jump off
you’re so brave
“Los Angeles County officials recently passed a law that makes it a misdemeanor to park a taco truck in the same place for more than an hour. Violators face fines of up to $1,000 or six months in jail. ”
Free the taco trucks and buses! Let’s start a revolution.
I was asked to check me boss’s e-mail while she was out and I found this gem. This seems like it is straight out the Chicken Soup for the Benefits Administrators Soul. I love the term “insurance gals” which clarifies a great deal about the author and the fact the hell is spelled h*ll. Tremendous.
I arrived at the theater to watch This American Life a bit early and saw you and your hundred or so fellow contest winners in a huge line wrapping around the building. “I’m late”, I thought. It turns out I was not late. You were waiting in line to see Made of Honor. Thank goodness. (I would much rather have “unique” taste and wait in a shorter line than wait with the cattle herd). After waiting for you and your people to dissipate I headed upstairs to screen 9. You had chosen to block off half of the theater with your mob formation, awaiting swag. As I ever so politely maneuvered through the madness, you rudely shouted at me, “Wait like everyone else, it’ll still be there when you get there” and then gave me the stink eye.
Here’s the thing: chill. I know you won these tickets from KISS and you are pumped about the free stuff, over-hyped summer blockbuster or no. I’m happy for you. I’m sure you’re the guy who never wins anything, but I’m not cutting. If I ever desert movie etiquette and personal standards and cut in line for any movie being promoted by a top 40 station, may the hell I don’t believe in open up and suck me in. Again, relax. You will still get your free keychain and obnoxious bumper stickers and everyone will still think you are awesome (at least all the 14 year olds). You can tell all you buddies you only went because it was free. I, however, will remember you as the senior citizen that was overly invested in a Patrick Dempsey rip-off of My Best Friend’s Wedding.
“We are confident. We have ourselves. We know how to sacrifice. We know how to work. We know how to combat the forces that oppose us. But even more than that, we are true believers in the whole idea of justice. Justice is so much on our side, that that is going to see us through.”—Cesar Chavez