People Are Asshats
When your day begins with touching up your makeup in the public restroom of a very posh hotel and then your makeup application is interrupted by a complete stranger crashing into the bathroom, running over to the sink next to you and then vomiting violently into it, you can take it in one of two ways:
Way one: Really, your day can only go up from here, or:
Way two: It is a bad omen - a harbinger of really, really bad things to come.
In my case, it was way #2.
Stay tuned.
9 Comments:
That. Is so fucking gross. What's with the puking in the sink, anyway? Hello? Trashcan? Toilet?
You poor thing, I'm sorry it wasn't Way #1.
Sorry, but I just couldn't make it all the way to the john. Sometimes when you gotta puke, you gotta puke.
Just kidding, of course. That couldn't have been me because when I puke, it's delicately - like a flower.
ew-wah! I can't wait to hear the rest of this story...
That's actually pretty awesome. I would have taken that as a good omen - the start of an interesting and exciting day.
Also, you get bonus points for using the term Asshat.
Oh, how awful. Sadly, I'm also interested in hearing "the rest of the story".
Oh no! Hope things have improved since the public pukefest.
Is it wrong that I laughed at this! How gross and awful! Hope things are going better by now. :)
huh, I even mentally added the drama of it being a male puker. Am I the only one?
Ah, well, I definitely would have read it as an omen- I'm a sympathy puker, and puking is not high on my list of daily to-dos. yuck!
I can't *wait* to hear about the rest of the day! Is that sick or what?
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