Thursday, September 17, 2009

whats the deal?... my rant

this is a story that may not be able to be captured in words, but what the hell. I was on campus the other day an sat down to read before class and adjecent to me were two people, guy and girl. The guy was wearing a cannibal corpse tshirt, had a spare tire, weird ear piercings(like a bunch of small ones on the left ear and one big one tacky chrome hoop), poor mans wayfarers(from the dentist down the street) and fu man chu facial hair, maybe mid 30's. The girl was maybe twenty and had yellow teeth, with a spike bracelet, and pale. ok they were sitting kinda facing each other and he was telling a story about a ex girlfriend that would call him all the time and you shoulda seen this chick hanging and laughing, in a terrible little girl laugh, on every word fatso was saying. She began to say she had a similar experience and was interrupted by basketcase to compliment her on her rings on her hand. he then grabbed her hands and acted excited about the dumbest rings i have ever seen(she got them at a flee market). she also mentioned she had a spike dog collar at home with one inch spikes. great. well the next topic they began disscusing was the different types of fat that the girl sees while working at home depot, mind you i applied there and if she can work there i could run the damn place, but there was burger king fat, medication fat, lazy fat, and one more that i forget. i was was screaming inside the dude is a medicated fatso right in front of you. and you could tell he was getting uncomfortable but continued to play along. this was all happening at a relatively bust location on campus and i was unfortunate to sit 7 feet from the two blooks. i was spell-bound by the two and the nature of the conversation mixed with absurdness and how much they were fitting the stereo type of rejected person that listens to static-x on their cd player, loves anime and drives an old ford taurus.

man this made me think what the hell, these people are really waste of air. i hope they read this

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