So I get a return text the other day, after sending the initial one days earlier, and all it says is "Who is this? I got a new phone." Now, this is 2015 last time I checked, and technology has come a very, very long way, so i find it painful to get that response. It tells me one of two things: either you're a complete douchebag or you don't understand technology. Again, 2015 here, folks. If you have an Android phone, an iPhone, whatever, your contacts are saved. Gmail, iCloud, it's all there. All you do is sign the Fuck in and boom, your stuff is back. And know what? I know you have an iPhone, you bitch, you're just not that bright.
Saturday, February 28, 2015
Friday, February 27, 2015
I remember my first time making a right turn...
Keeping in vein with the bullshit I put my boss through, how fitting it is to have my first post on here be titled 'I remember my first time' doing something. A staple in my office, that phrase gets muttered at least 5 times a day and it never fails to crack me up.
That all said, as I'm coming back from lunch today (with my sammich from Firehouse Subs, I might add), I'm stuck behind a slow-moving silver Camry. This person apparently works in my building, so they make the same right turn into our parking lot that I was making and proceed to drive down the left side of the aisle (yes, it's two-ways). As I stay on the right/correct side of the aisle, I just think those words to myself, "I remember MY first time making a right turn", because it's so damned hard to fit a FUCKING CAMRY in an entrance way that a TRUCK can fit through. SIDEWAYS. Person makes a right to park on P1, I go left to P2, and we end up meeting in the elevator. Indian. Go figure. Was a guy, though, so could have been worse.
My point: How do you get a drivers license driving like that? I would have failed my road test if I had done that shit, but nooooooooooo, these people get free passes to drive like FUCKTARDS and no one says anything? And yes, I was holding my breath in the elevator.
~J
That all said, as I'm coming back from lunch today (with my sammich from Firehouse Subs, I might add), I'm stuck behind a slow-moving silver Camry. This person apparently works in my building, so they make the same right turn into our parking lot that I was making and proceed to drive down the left side of the aisle (yes, it's two-ways). As I stay on the right/correct side of the aisle, I just think those words to myself, "I remember MY first time making a right turn", because it's so damned hard to fit a FUCKING CAMRY in an entrance way that a TRUCK can fit through. SIDEWAYS. Person makes a right to park on P1, I go left to P2, and we end up meeting in the elevator. Indian. Go figure. Was a guy, though, so could have been worse.
My point: How do you get a drivers license driving like that? I would have failed my road test if I had done that shit, but nooooooooooo, these people get free passes to drive like FUCKTARDS and no one says anything? And yes, I was holding my breath in the elevator.
~J
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