Published November 22, 2008. |
Yes, There is a Problem.
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To the middle-aged yuppie bitch who thinks that the world revolves around her: I was wearing earphones as I walked up South Park St. on Friday. I thought I was walking in a straight line, and when I walked into your path I couldn't hear you behind me and had no idea you were there. You yelled "excuse me!!!" (when you could have easily walked around, I didn't bump into you or anything) and then had the audacity to ask me "if I had a problem with you walking there". When I tried to explain it was an accident you haughtily walked by and basically insuated that I intentionally cut you off. GO FUCK YOURSELF. Why in the world would I try to run you off the sidewalk, you insignificant ill-mannered little "woman"? I might even have apologized (even though I wasn't wrong) but you were so fucking rude I decided to let you go on your merry way. I think its time to up the happy pills, you short, classless, piece of shit.
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Zoned Out When Britney is Playing
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