Thursday, yesterday, can we just say that it was one of the strangest days I have had in a while. On my drive home, I passed by an accident where a homeless man was hit by a woman driving a lexus. She was on her cell phone. He looked dead. Talk about a traumatizing way to end my evening. So sad the guy has nothing and now he's dead and roadkill. Sounds messed up to me.
When I finally reach my destination after sitting in lovely LA traffic, I pull into the parking garage only to have a strange woman walk up to me and ask me if I have a cell phone she can use. I dont know about you but I dont look stupid. Why would I let some weirdo use my phone? She looked dirty and was obviously crazy and she was rude to me. The nerve of some people. I shook my head at her and said no. I don't want her dirty hands anywhere near me or my phone. She stood there and looked at me like I was crazy. She then gave me some sob story about how her boyfriend took off and she left her purse, phone and keys in the car.
Now, if you are going to start some story about not having a purse, you shouldn't be carrying a purse when you tell that story. She had a purse on her saying she left it in the car. Really though? I mean really? I should have told her that she's carrying her purse but I have found that when I say less to strangers, it works in my favor.
When she finally realized that I was not going to budge she told me that I can let her in the door. This girl doesn't have the words please or thank you in her vocabulary. I looked at her like you have got to be kidding me and then I said, "what do I look like? the doorman?". She stood there and finally left.
I know I live in LA. A lot of these folks feel entitled. She looked homeless, busted and she was rude. I just got out of traffic and seeing a dead man on the side of the road. I dont need to add getting stabbed by some crazy bitch to the list of my nutty thursday events.
When I finally reach my destination after sitting in lovely LA traffic, I pull into the parking garage only to have a strange woman walk up to me and ask me if I have a cell phone she can use. I dont know about you but I dont look stupid. Why would I let some weirdo use my phone? She looked dirty and was obviously crazy and she was rude to me. The nerve of some people. I shook my head at her and said no. I don't want her dirty hands anywhere near me or my phone. She stood there and looked at me like I was crazy. She then gave me some sob story about how her boyfriend took off and she left her purse, phone and keys in the car.
Now, if you are going to start some story about not having a purse, you shouldn't be carrying a purse when you tell that story. She had a purse on her saying she left it in the car. Really though? I mean really? I should have told her that she's carrying her purse but I have found that when I say less to strangers, it works in my favor.
When she finally realized that I was not going to budge she told me that I can let her in the door. This girl doesn't have the words please or thank you in her vocabulary. I looked at her like you have got to be kidding me and then I said, "what do I look like? the doorman?". She stood there and finally left.
I know I live in LA. A lot of these folks feel entitled. She looked homeless, busted and she was rude. I just got out of traffic and seeing a dead man on the side of the road. I dont need to add getting stabbed by some crazy bitch to the list of my nutty thursday events.
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