OK…so you can’t read the eight-by-four-foot sign right in front of your face to figure out that you need to put a credit or debit card into the machine to open the fucking gate to get into the parkade. What, you don’t have a credit or debit card? What? The six cars in a line behind you now have to back up into traffic so you can get out, you stupid twat?
For Christ’s sake, parkade owners, put a notice on the gate and on the machine with the buttons people THINK they have to press to open the gate. It’s different from every fucking parkade in the city. People are stupid. So are YOU! Put a notice where people expect to see it! For fuck sake! —Frustrated…Every Damn Morning…Will it Ever Stop?
This article appears in Mar 4-10, 2010.
be lucky that it is only one car, with one idiot in it. it could be a whole mess of them.
The parkade is stupid, management is stupid, people are stupid, everyone is stupid! Except me. When I do something wrong, it’s not stupid, it’s just a result of all the stupidity around me.
Instead have a sign that says “Your car and people inside the car will be crushed if you don’t insert a credit card in 30-seconds.” And then put a countdown timer on it.
Ha ha sebastian, sounds like that could be a good scene for Saw VIII or whatever they’re up to now.
“Hello Michael, I want to play a game.
“So far in what could loosely be called your life, you have never had a credit card. Society would call you a worthless hippy. I call you unworthy of the shitty car you possess, of the upper-middle class life that you’ve been given but have shunned. Now we will see if you are willing to look into your wallet in order to go on living. The device around your car is a crusher. The crushed is on a timer. If you do not locate the credit card in time, your car will be crushed. What you are looking at right now is your own car not more than two hours ago. Don’t worry, you were enjoying a cup of fair trade coffee at Just Us! and didn’t realize a thing. Taking into account that you are at a great disadvantage here, I’m going to give you a hint as to where I’ve hidden the credit card, so listen carefully. The hint is this: It’s in your glove compartment you haven’t cleaned out in three years. How much blood will you shed to stay alive, Michael? Live or die, make your choice.”
TAKE THE FUCKING BUS ASSHOLE – I SUPPOSE IT’S ‘BENEATH’ YOU. NOT EVERYONE CARRIES PLASTIC – NOT EVERYONE NEEDS TO FEEL THAT FUCKING IMPORTANT. YOU’RE STUPID AT TIMES TOO…..I GUARANTEE IT!!!!!! BETTER YET – WALK!!! I DON’T WANT YOU ON MY FUCKING BUS DICKHEAD!!!!