My life is a Lynch movie at times. I am a weirdo magnet. More proof....
Yesterday I went to the post office to do some errands. I happened to be on the phone, as I received a call as I drove into the parking lot.
I'm NOT one of those cunts that uses a phone in line, uses a phone in any well-populated public place, or anything like that. I dislike using the phone in general, but this was a necessary and important long-distance call.
So I went through the door and dashed to my post office box, and as I did, this "gentleman" accosted me. He looked at me and yelled fairly loudly, "Ewwww, that's a picture of an ABORTED FETUS, ewwww, you're gross". People were now staring at him.
Um. What? WTF? I calmly ignored him as best as I could, went to get my mail, and then went out the side door to stand next to the bushes and not disturb anyone with my phone call.
So I come back in, after I am off the phone, and the fucker is STILL there. He does it to me again, and I look him up and down. I'm careful not to look in the eyes of the madness, as I'm crazy myself, and fellow looneymen sense that. However, *I* do not harsh anyone's mellow like this guy did.
Believe it or not, he did it a third time, and I did my patented "You do not exist, you no here, I no see you" routine.
So yeah, I got into the line, and told my post office bf (named Val) about what had happened. He said that he would kick him out if he came back in, as the guy had walked out the door moments before.
Just fucking weird all the way around.
When was the last time something happened like this, totally randomly?
Yesterday I went to the post office to do some errands. I happened to be on the phone, as I received a call as I drove into the parking lot.
I'm NOT one of those cunts that uses a phone in line, uses a phone in any well-populated public place, or anything like that. I dislike using the phone in general, but this was a necessary and important long-distance call.
So I went through the door and dashed to my post office box, and as I did, this "gentleman" accosted me. He looked at me and yelled fairly loudly, "Ewwww, that's a picture of an ABORTED FETUS, ewwww, you're gross". People were now staring at him.
Um. What? WTF? I calmly ignored him as best as I could, went to get my mail, and then went out the side door to stand next to the bushes and not disturb anyone with my phone call.
So I come back in, after I am off the phone, and the fucker is STILL there. He does it to me again, and I look him up and down. I'm careful not to look in the eyes of the madness, as I'm crazy myself, and fellow looneymen sense that. However, *I* do not harsh anyone's mellow like this guy did.
Believe it or not, he did it a third time, and I did my patented "You do not exist, you no here, I no see you" routine.
So yeah, I got into the line, and told my post office bf (named Val) about what had happened. He said that he would kick him out if he came back in, as the guy had walked out the door moments before.
Just fucking weird all the way around.
When was the last time something happened like this, totally randomly?
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i am tempted to wear a 'cooked fetus' shirt now... but i am not sure where one would find such a lovely find