For instance, when a nice young lady in a wheel chair gets on the train, get out of her way. Don’t stand there in your suit, looking down at her (literally) with your bad lunch face, trying to decide the best way to be a snide fuck. Just move. She attempted to maneuver her motorized wheel chair around you for five minutes, blocking the door and making me very late. I don’t blame her, I blame you, and only you, for being you. A soulless, hate filled, suitwearing, fucktard.
I finally had to get up and ask you to move, thusly getting my seat stolen, by another suit just like yourself. I have to ask myself if it wasn’t planned. But then I realized, no, it wasn’t, it’s just the same “I’m a privileged fuck-hole” mentality that haunts me, through privileged fuck-holes like yourself and your suit wearing buddy.
So, to avoid having to talk to “scary street folk” like myself, don’t stand in the fucking way, on the fucking train, while some nice lady in a fucking wheel chair, attempts to board. Get out of the way you self absorbed shite.
Have a great day!
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Tags: angry, craigslist, fuck you you suit wearing fuck, missed connections, orange line, public transportation, Suits
September 17, 2008 at 7:11 pm |
HAHAHA GREAT post, There are sooo many assholes out there. But…just to be devils advocate for a second, I am a “suit” but not “your” suit. I wear one every day, I understand the meaning of chivalry and common courtesy. In fact im pretty damn cool.
So please don’t lump all us together in future endeavors
I do totally get what you are saying… i witness this shit all the time. Best thing to do is exactly what you did, give up your seat and Im sure everyone around looked at this prick for the asshole he is.
Have a Great Day, Thanks for giving me a bit of a laugh!
“That guy”
September 18, 2008 at 2:50 pm |
Dear Hater:
I ride the Orange Line daily and always get a tense/cold vibe from people. I used to write it off as the aloof, frigid nature of New Englanders. But after reading your posts for a while now, I think I’ve conclusively identified you as Patient 0. What’s the deal? Who/what wounded you so severely that you spend so much time crapping (and may I add, hiding behind your keyboard to do so) on strangers you encounter on the train? I think I read one post where you tore into someone who has a mental disability because you weren’t comfortable with the way his medical condition made him uncomfortable to be around others on the train. But at leas he has the guts to ride the train and the courtesy to not complain about it. So, please, for the rest of us, I implore you, either:
a) join hands and ride the love train (you don’t need no ticket) OR
b) if you can’t handle the T, follow your own advice and stop riding AND
c) take your bile over to “Rants and Raves” if you want to keep Ranting, as the only missed connections I can infer from your posts are your missed connection with humanity and your brain’s missed connection with all that oxytocin trying so hard to navigate the dark chasms of your warped neurons.
September 18, 2008 at 2:52 pm |
I hate people like that….