As I was leaving Wendy’s for lunch yesterday, a young woman was sitting, Indian style, just outside the door. She was on her cell having a loud, uncomfortable, bitch-out session with her boyfriend.
What the hell is wrong with people? And you just know her and the douche on the other end of the phone are going to have ten dumbass kids together.
I’m with George Carlin on this one. Shit like this means that society is crumbling. When society crumbles, life gets interesting for the people who choose to treat life as entertainment. We would be naive to think that life means anything more than a wacked out chick bitching out her man on her cell phone outside Wendy’s.
It seems pretty thrilling if it weren’t so damn depressing.
Thanks for making an already depressing situation seem all that much more.
You’re just jealous because you can’t sit outside Wendy’s and bitch at your boyfriend.
I know. Where’s the equality?