poorunfortunatesoul
PoorUnfortunateSoul
poorunfortunatesoul

They went to the wrong park.

My body is ready for this new direction.

*groooooaaaaan*

Right? I’ve been to St. John twice and have specifically put “see a fucking starfish” on my list but I haven’t seen one (yet, I’ll be back damn it!) I never once thought about writing an angry letter to the island or the National Park Service about it. I might have to now though, just for fun.

I fully support Jezebel’s new direction of being a bear-centric website.

Well, they did capitalize it. Maybe they were hoping to see Bears, the famed Jezebel commenter?

well i mean i paid to see bears, and they provided me with zero bears

“I lugged this archaic camera all the way out here and didn’t have one Kodiak moment!”

I have part time hours on the weekend at a climbing gym. One guy asked me, after I gave him an orientation and tips on finishing problems, what my “real job” was.

That’s.. not really something to be proud of, there.

You sound like an overgrown child. Retail ain’t pretty, but most adults can suffer it with at least a touch of class.

I’m tired of this whole ‘Marriage is about pro-creation, them homos can’t pro-create so they can’t get married!’ because they never have issue with hetero couples who can not or will not produce children. More so, I always find those sorts weird, like, at their version of a wedding, they are basically pronounced

Alternate Headline:

WAIT FOR ME I’M COMING WITH YOU

*packs bags*

Go to work for that place that throws bread, and you can throw stuff back at them.

Another reason I hate tipping systems - because it makes customers feel entitled to the server being their personal performing monkey. They tip you, you sing and dance and do whatever they want for them. Fuck. All. That. Shit.

I want angry cats to pee in their hair while they sleep. What utter bastards.

I had an experience very similar to this back when I was waiting tables. I apologized profusely to the table for the delay and we comped quite a bit of their check, but they still left me zero on over a hundred dollar bill. And complained I wasn’t happy and enthusiastic about serving them. My mother had recently been