Do Not Disturb the Disturbed
By Melli (2000/12/15)Here I go again complaining about some minute detail in life. See, I am angry again. At who you ask? I will tell you. Those morons who I have to share restrooms with. Most restrooms that I have had the displeasure of using, have three stalls. I always tend to go for the handicap one, more room and its at the end. Here is where I get angry...Why do you people choose to go to the middle stall when there is clearly one available at the end? We might as well take down the walls and hold hands while we relieve ourselves! I know you men do not understand because you are forced to stand right next to one another, with a perfect view of the gifts that God has given you. I rather have a stranger as far as possible when I am taking care of business. This happened to me again recently but the beauty of it is that my stall neighbor ran out of paper. She dared asked me for some more and I laughed and walked out. DRIP DRY FREAK GIRL! Ahhh that felt great. Another thing is that some women think that it is social hour in the restroom. I am not in the mood to discuss my life with anyone while I am trying to "powder my nose". Don't ask me how my day is. Don't ask me where I bought my shirt. Don't tell me about your date. In fact, don't speak to me. Women, for some unknown reason, think that they will find their life long friend in a bathroom at Mall of America. Give it up. We only like each other while in the confine of the restroom, it's back to calling you a bitch once we walk out that door.
Clifford the big red dog is a scary show. I keep thinking they only show you when this GIANT dog is nice and happy, trying to help everyone in town, but what happens when the cameras are off? Why don't they show when he is hungry and mad, attacking innocent children in the school yard! Or how about telling us who is cleaning up after this big red dog's big brown mess? I would hate to be near him when he decided to urinate. Why don't they tell us the real reason as to why that family had to leave their old town because of that dog? Merry Christmas.