There’s a couple who live in my apartment building who hate the ever living shit out of each other. I mean hate. They look to be 60-ish and every time they are going to or from their luxury SUV, one of them is yelling at the other (and the other is steaming in silence and slamming the car doors). I was reading on the porch last night when they got home. They either couldn’t see me or didn’t care, because she was insulting his manhood and he was going off about the state of her ass.
I’m not from a family where people yell at each other. And yelling at someone in public is certainly not acceptable. I never failed to be completely shocked when watching a scene like this unfold. WTF is wrong with you! Go inside to yell you crazies. They spent a solid 20 minutes out there just screaming. They both yelled some form of “I hope you die” multiple times. Don’t worry, I took notes in the event a body should present itself in the future.
A cold front blew in yesterday and it was pretty chilly. I walked with a coworker to get a breakfast burrito, and as we entered the store, I noticed a man bundled up on the sidewalk. So, I thought I would be a slightly less shitty person for once and get him one too. When I handed it to him he asked what was in it and I told him it was sausage, egg, and cheese. He opened it, looked at it, and threw it on the sidewalk.
Then he told me he was a vegetarian and didn’t support the killing of innocent animals for his dietary satisfaction. While I totally respect his gastronomical rights and preferences, throwing the burrito on the ground was completely unnecessary. We have student workers who would have fought to the death for a free burrito. Next time, I’ll ask before ordering.
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I don’t understand the continued display of illogical choices in the prison. Come on, guys. At this point, everyone should be sleeping in a closed cell at minimum. Furthermore, everyone with the flu should always be in a closed cell. While I realize this could be depressing to the ill, it’s the most important step in surviving the apocalypse and the only way to CYA. Closing your door at night not only keeps you from wandering about and eating your friends, it also keeps your friends from eating you. Super simple. Cell doors closed. The end.
And isn’t there some way to kill the zombie before jumping into bed with it?
Then, the fence. The stupid damn fence. The zombies spend all their free time pressing on it. They aren’t going away and their numbers are only increasing. I’m no math genius, but more zombies = more pressure = fare thee well fence. Even an idiot can figure that out.
I know that they have to save the bullets because there is a limited supply (unlike gas apparently), but maybe they could have mowed down the herd before they took the fence out. Is that illogical? To stop the problem before it’s in your yard and demolishing your fence? Post hold digging is a pain in the ass, so I would be down for anything that would prevent my having to be involved in any sort of fence building project.