Happy Turkey Day fellow trash collectors! I have had quite a feast...of trash. I had the misfortune of being the designated fool selected to go to the store to purchase the goods for the upcoming gorge fest. What I saw at the store was so trashy, I feel compelled to share.When people are gearing up for the big day, the slightest inconvenience can switch their mood from tolerable to Ms. Jackson in you're NASTY.
People start busting out fighting words..."bump my cart again bitch and I will cut you!" or "Where are the fu**ing cranberries you dumb whore?"
I saw old ladies ready to throw down if one more Sally bumped their cart (let it be noted these same old trash bags parked their carts in the middle of the aisle with NO intention of budging).
"Mess with me and I'll show you who's the boss"
Lines are long, the heat is on, trash bags are roaming freely and it's all for a meal that takes 20 minutes to devour. And the best part is we all get to do it again in exactly 31 days...but who's counting? Bottoms up, trash.
