To anyone who uses the locker room at the gym,
Please put your clothes on! I'm not talking about the people who stand in the corner and get dressed. I'm talking about the chick that goes walking from the showers (which always seem to be at the far end of the locker room) to her locker butt ass naked. This chick has a towel, but she used it to wrap her hair instead of her body. And then theres the lady who want to have a 5 min conversation with you with her top off.
Locker rooms are for undressing and dressing. Not undressing and walking around with your tits, ass and unshaven muff for everyone else to see. I'm glad that you are comfortable with your body, but most of us are not ok with your naked ass.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Hello
Hello everyone, or whoever it is that's reading this. Before I go any further, I am going to apologize for my spelling. I can't spell. I try, but that is one of my many flaws. Sometimes I'm selfcontous about it, the rest of the time I don't give a f*ck. So if you want to make fun of it, go ahead, it wont bother me. If my misspelled words make you smile then I'm doing a good thing, I guess. But please don't correct me, it's annoying. I'm not writing a novel, its a Internet blog. And you should have something else better to do with your time.
I am new to the blogging world. Unless you count myspace & facebook. But like everyone else, my settings where set to super private so that know one but my friends could read my thoughts. So this is my fist time allowing random strangers to read my thoughts on the Internet.
Like most people I have allot of thoughts and feelings I need to express. I have friends I talk to, but they are always on my side, that why I like them. My friends are great, I can tell them anything. But sometimes telling just your friends isn't enough. Sometimes you are so annoyed and angry you feel like you have to prove your point to the world.
Like today I went to McDonalds drive through for a coffee. What a waist of time. After sitting at the window for over 5 min (after I paid of course, they never make you wait to take your money) for anyone to even open the window and talk to me to tell me they where having trouble with the machine. During this time I watched them drop the connector price for the milk or cream (whatever the bag of white liquid is) on the dirty floor several times. I told the girl and she ignored it. Then I told her I wanted my money back. She asked if I was sure. I informed her I thought she was f*cking joking because I had already told her I watched them drop stuff all over the floor. When she opened the window to give me my money back I asked her if anyone was going to clean the stuff off. she just said sorry and shut the window.
I was so mad I wanted to tell everyone in line not to order from them because of what happened. But would that really have helped. No. Most people would have just looked at me like I was crazy. A few may have left. But the people at McDonald's wouldn't have given a rats ass.
So like most people these days I'm going to write about it on the Internet. Its so easy to just type what you want. It's not like your going to be held accountable.
I am new to the blogging world. Unless you count myspace & facebook. But like everyone else, my settings where set to super private so that know one but my friends could read my thoughts. So this is my fist time allowing random strangers to read my thoughts on the Internet.
Like most people I have allot of thoughts and feelings I need to express. I have friends I talk to, but they are always on my side, that why I like them. My friends are great, I can tell them anything. But sometimes telling just your friends isn't enough. Sometimes you are so annoyed and angry you feel like you have to prove your point to the world.
Like today I went to McDonalds drive through for a coffee. What a waist of time. After sitting at the window for over 5 min (after I paid of course, they never make you wait to take your money) for anyone to even open the window and talk to me to tell me they where having trouble with the machine. During this time I watched them drop the connector price for the milk or cream (whatever the bag of white liquid is) on the dirty floor several times. I told the girl and she ignored it. Then I told her I wanted my money back. She asked if I was sure. I informed her I thought she was f*cking joking because I had already told her I watched them drop stuff all over the floor. When she opened the window to give me my money back I asked her if anyone was going to clean the stuff off. she just said sorry and shut the window.
I was so mad I wanted to tell everyone in line not to order from them because of what happened. But would that really have helped. No. Most people would have just looked at me like I was crazy. A few may have left. But the people at McDonald's wouldn't have given a rats ass.
So like most people these days I'm going to write about it on the Internet. Its so easy to just type what you want. It's not like your going to be held accountable.
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