Can I ask WHAT THE F is up with loud dufus dodo brains in public bathrooms?? You ever cold chillin in a public restroom, maybe taking a breather from work or making an emergency pit stop at Barnes n Noble - and in barges chro-magnum man like the SWAT team knocking down Amy Whinehouse’s front door. He’s like the alien from MIB, the one that crawls into the farmers skin and walks around like a real dickhead. Good chance he’s on the phone speaking at volume and tone not appropriate… ever.
The douche is simply LOUD with every movement from his zipper to coughing to Ahhhhh-ing while he relieves himself. Also, he uses unnecessary strength with everything in the room that people like me to great lengths not to touch let alone touch with vigor. These types of cavemen will come bomb your set with banging sounds while entering the stall next to you while your trying to enjoy a peaceful respite. If you lucky and they don’t bomb you, you pray he washes his hands (but secretly hate him so much that you want your judgment to come true and have him continue on his gross path) but if no one is outside the stall to hold him accountable… don’t count on it.
* On a quick side note - I don’t know how women magically don’t go to the bathroom for an entire weekend getaway or at work or etc….
When it comes to being drunk, camping, or drunk and camping I’m all for being an obnoxious dirty MAN… but while were civilized I’m not holding my bodily functions to compensate for the morons on the earth who in all there years haven’t developed any sense of subtlety.
It like Jerry Seinfeld says “how much would it cost to just lower the stall door to ground. You walk by and see a scared little eye looking back at you… WHY ARE WE DOING THIS TO PEOPLE!?”
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