Huh. I thought a Chelsea had tomato juice.
FTFM
Fucking autocorrect.
That’s a michelada.
Nor does it have anything to do with sex, sadly.
Yes. That’s what I strongly object to. The fact that you have a job that uniquely requires the use of a laptop. I should have been very specific in my OP that you are the exception to the ‘remove your backpack on a crowded subway’ rant.
What are you even talking about? You’ve admitted to being aware and considerate enough to remove it. So you’re one of the good ones. Have a cookie. Twat.
Not if you insist on wearing that fucking backpack.
Which is the expected and courteous action taken by just about every damn one of us using crowded public transit. The issue is not the backpack. The issue is taking up a larger-than-needed footprint by wearing it instead of setting it on or between your feet. It’s not just about making room to stand, although that’s important – wearing it impedes flow for people trying to get on and off.
Then by means please show us how you “step the fuck back” in a train packed to the gills with commuters. Maybe crayon us a picture so we can absorb your sage wisdom.
No, she’s just a friend, I swear it!
Uh, wait, what? Oh, that – I always take my backpack off on the subway or PATH. People have a sense of their bodies (proprioception), but it doesn’t seem to work for a backpack on their back (it does, or at least does for me, when it’s in the front), so they get too close, hit you with it, get it in your back. Jerks.
And, in summary, she’s just a friend.
Don’t kink shame me, man.
It’s a service backpack asshole, you can’t legally make me leave it behind !
Also, please take it off when you board the plane. Unless it has your parachute in it, of course, in which case tell me and I will get off the plane.
I’m an independent consultant. I get paid decently well for going onsite instead of just remoting in from home and occasionally there’s legitimate need for that. It’s my own computer because I don’t have an “employer”, I have clients.
Are we talking “I’m lugging a desktop tower+screen around” here ? Because if that’s the case… maybe invest in a laptop ? :o
You tell 'em!
Also, pick up your fucking rolly-bag when exiting the Metro!!
Speaking of the AT, the 23 year old son of a friend of mine is currently hiking it.
And how do I know that? Because my friend’s wife posts about it 20 times a day on FB. :rolleyes:
Even worse, the kid is a hippy/slacker who works at Burger King. But his “life-long dream” was to hike the AT, so he quit his job. He didn’t have enough money to hike the AT, so his mother set up a GoFundMe page, and then begged & pleaded all of her friends to donate to it. “Please donate. It is his DREAM to hike AT. Please help him fulfill his DREAM!!!” :rolleyes:
Suffice to say, I didn’t donate. I am probably on her shit list now, LOL.
Last week she said he will soon be calling it quits because he doesn’t have enough money to complete the hike. I’m guessing it was just a ploy for more donations.
Oh, you are a rare snowflake. Independent consultant, eh? That’s unheard of. :rolleyes:
Oh, don’t even get me started. It’s like a bunch of fucking children pulling their Fisher Price Lil’Wagon. Klack-Klack-Klack… Are we going to the playground on a play date?
JFC.
I’ll one-up the OP. What about the inconsiderate fuckers who wear the backpack while boarding a plane, then suddenly pivot around to make some stupid remark to their traveling companion and wipe out the aisle seat occupant in the process? I’ve learned that if I’m in the aisle seat, I don’t do anything until the plane door closes other than make sure I don’t get clocked by someone carrying their entire life in a backpack. If one does swing my way, I push back.
When it’s starting to piss me off, I offer to give them a hand. Most are grateful, and then we’re both happy.
Occasionally it’s a girl who thinks I’m trying to creep on her, and how am I supposed to tell her that she can jolly well fuck herself as long as she lifts her fucking crate off the fucking floor ?