I Wish People Were More Like Me

Public rest-rooms are just that....public. Everyone can use them, not just certain individuals. That being said, when an individual shits in the toilet, uses 6 rolls of toilet paper to clean their ass, and then LEAVES without flushing in fear it will over flow....FUCK YOU! Next to the toilet, there is this item, with a funny looking rubber thing attached to a stick. That is a plunger, used to stop overflowing toilets. Use it. Also, maybe you should go home and nurse the tapeworm in your own space and stop polluting the rest-room with your Hepatitis laden shit. We will greatly appreciate it, you assbag.

I understand the concept of the "little metal box" attached to the bathroom wall, used for disposing used feminine pads and tampons. I get it, OK. Fine. Have your tin box. I remember seeing them back in the day when, if it was not in the stall, a woman would have to walk out of the stall, into VIEW, hauling a bloody wad of toilet paper (also referred to as the "rumor blob") and throw it away in the trash can. However, in an asexual bathroom, one that is both suitable for/used by both men AND women....throw your period in the trash can that is IN that bathroom. Don't use the box. In fact, I might remove that box so that people will use common sense. Face it, men are not the smartest animals in the world. We want to know what everything is, and where it is stored. We see a box, we open the box, and when we see a bloody mess in the box, we are liable to vomit. Men don't like vomiting, unless we have had alcohol. Use the can, don't peak our curiosity.

If you, male or female, wipe your ass and get crap on your hand....and then go BACK to the roll and get crap on it, LEAVE IT for the next person to see or touch...please, go jump off a fucking bridge. Courtesy. I don't come shit on your chest while you sleep. So, don't leave me to find your feces on the next sheet of paper on the roll. It's rude.

Compact cars go in parking spaces labeled "COMPACT." Other vehicles go...well, somewhere else. Frankly, not next to two compact cars. When you get out of your GMC Gargantuan, and ding my car, I will kill you because you are a retard and should be dead anyway. The note that says, "Thanks for leaving all this space for me to get in my car. I love you. Oh, and LEAVE A FUCKING CAN OPENER NEXT TIME, SHIT-FOR-BRAINS," I left that. **kisses** Come find me, and I will gladly kill your remaining brain cells.

For the piece of shit asshole that is in my office, digging in the breakroom fridge, sifting through hundreds of Albertson's bags, finding MINE (which I strategically placed under Jimmy Hoffa's body for safety) and eating my food.....

That's it for now....but the afternoon is young.....