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Originally posted by pony_trekker
I actually say something like that to people:
Scene: overcrowded train because some car was broken, stinky or missing. Dipshit still insists on putting his briefcase on a seat. Pony starts to sit on the briefcase when dipshit rolls his eyes. Pony says:
"Don't like it? When you grow up and get a real job, maybe you get to take a car to work. Until then, move you shit."
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Ever notice its always the same assholes who do these sorts of things? Its the 45-50ish guy who's sporting the "I'm a player" look. He's spent a few bucks on the threads, has an expensive combover and uses too much after shave.
There's some atrocious foul stout woman who sometimes rides my trains and argues - full on argues with opposing counsel - in a shrill, Joan Rivers on meth squeal - about piddly little shitass cases. She'll bark and bleat about a settlement of a couple grand for 15 minutes, infuriating everyone around her. I have come "this close" to turning to her and saying "You obnoxious cunt. If you must insult my ears, at least have the decency to do it over something consequential. Its doubly insulting to realize my sense are being insulted by someone who's not only a failure in manners, but also her career." Alternatively, I've considered saying "You haven't been laid in an awful long time, have you? Care to hear this disinterested third party's short form observation on why?"
