WTF is wrong with people?

So this is really kind of a minor issue, but I must rant about it anyway.

I'm at Wendy's for lunch, in the drive thru. The lady in front of me throws this empty pop can out her window on the side of the road. She pulls out and in to a gas station right after. I decided to follow her and tell her she left the can on the side of the road at the Wendy's. I do so, she tells me she'll go back and pick it up, then during her sprint inside the gas station, tells me to go Fukk myself. So I say, "What did you say to me?" She proceeds to tell me the same thing. I'm livid at this point, drive back to wendy's, get the can, in hopes that she'll still be there so I can give it to her in person. She had left though, so of course I threw it away myself.

I just don't get it, first of all, why throw it out the window, especially when you're pulling into a gas station anyway. Second of all, why the reaction?

WTF?

People are assholes. Good on you for calling her out.

The sad thing is she'll probably go home and tell her husband about "the asshole" that told her to pick up her pop can.

Nice, TelePhil. You are the man. I hate that shit too.

I think you should have had the right to bitch slap her ass! Too bad you can't do that shit though.

Maybe make a citizen's arrest! I wonder if anyone has actually done that?

Should have thrown it at her... Good on ya for speaking up.

Look at it from her point of view:

Maybe she was reaching the point of cupholder overload and just making room for her supersized chocolate shake?

Why else do they make car windows open if it's not to let you throw trash out of them?

Don't Wendys pay someone to pick that stuff up anyway?

If my husband was with me he'd kick your ass!

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Originally posted by PNWbrit
Look at it from her point of view:

Maybe she was reaching the point of cupholder overload and just making room for her supersized chocolate shake?

Why else do they make car windows open if it's not to let you throw trash out of them?

Don't Wendys pay someone to pick that stuff up anyway?

If my husband was with me he'd kick your ass!

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No ;) in the message above??? That disturbs me!

We have our fair share of those people. I was standing in line at the butcher in our grocery store the other night and the typical gawdy, jewelry-laiden middle aged woman was in front of me. She wasn't there to place an order.

"I was here earlier and I wanted some smoked ham cut into thin pieces and one of those mexicans you have here cut it into huge pieces! You wanna tell me what I'm going to do with huge pieces? It ruined our lunch!"

The butcher looked at her and calmly apologized and then asked, "can I get you another order of the ham?"

"No! That's not the point. I came home to have lunch and we couldn't make the sandwiches. It was one of those mexicans you have here. That's all you guys have here, anyways. He probably couldn't even understand me. I don't care which mexican it was, I just want someone else to help me next time!"

"Ma'am, we actually don't have any mexicans working here. There are some Honduran employees, some Peruvians and a few Costa Ricans."

"What does the matter to me? You need more americans, not mexicans!"

And she stormed off as the butcher and I stared at each other in disbelief.

"I'll have some of that chicken breast. Don't bother slicing it."


It blows my mind that someone starts their life as a virtually clean slate and somehow end up like that bitch. What happens?

Yesterday, I watched some dickwad, in his brand new Mercedes, stopped at the light in a busy intersection, toss an empty pack of smokes out his window. I considered jumping out and tossing it back in his window. But, I pussed out because the light was going to change and I was afeared of getting my ass kicked. :D

Good on ya.

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No in the message above??? That disturbs me!

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Sarcasm was so heavy didn't think it needed it!

GJ, Phil

Sitting at a light, guy throws an empty gum pack out his window. I open my door, pick it up & with a smile, say "Dropped this!" and threw it back in the passenger side window of his car.

Once watch a guy empty the friggin' ashtray of his car right in the middle of the road while sitting at a light - before I or anyone else could react, light turns, guy pulls off....Amazing.

The Rev's story has mine beat easily, but I did see a decent one over the weekend. I was in Canada so stopped at the border to get a GST refund. There's a middle-aged woman ahead of me in line. She has all these receipts she's submitting for her refund (GST is the goods and services tax, you can get a refund on it when you return to the U.S. if it's over a certain amount). All these receipts are the real skinny register receipts with no indication of what any of the items was or even the address of the store she bought the items. The person processing the GST refunds explained to her that this wasn't acceptable and why. So of course the lady has a shit-fit. The best line, though, was the customer said "I come to Canada all the time and never have any problems. My husband is Canadian." I was waiting for the GST processor to say "I feel sorry for him" but she never did :D

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Originally posted by EPSkis
GJ, Phil

Sitting at a light, guy throws an empty gum pack out his window. I open my door, pick it up & with a smile, say "Dropped this!" and threw it back in the passenger side window of his car.

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I've done that while Xtreme Fruit Booting in Boston. Mostly with cigarette butts (after I stamp them out.)

Gotta give another vote for "Why? Because some people suck."

I think we are all missing the main point of the post. Telephil ate at Wendys (shocking).

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Originally posted by flykdog
I think we are all missing the main point of the post. Telephil ate at Wendys (shocking).

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Don't worry, it was only a side caesar salad and a small frosty. And yes, I did feel guilty, but it was my one treat for the month.

So a couple of weeks ago me and a buddy were returning our rental softtops to a surf board shop in Wesport Wa.

In front of us was some chick that was just going off on the rental guy about how the board she just returned there was too heavy. She explained (in super bitch mode) how this heaviness caused her not to be able to surf; she also indicated that she should have been given a lighter and/or shorter board so it would have been easier to stand up. She later went on to say something about her boyfriends board how it was lighter then proceeded to call the guy behind the counter is an idiot, etc...

Needless to say we just stood in amazement watching this, just waiting for the guy working there to tell her off. However he never did, he did hover suggest that if she did not like the rental boards she could buy one.. So what does she do? she says fine and storms off inside to look at the boards.

please never ever let me work in a rental place of any kind...

I dunno what's worse, being the on the receiving end of the bitching, or being the person with the "bitchee" and wanting to get the fuck outta dodge.

I've been in the latter situation one too many times, so it's got my vote.

Two recent incidents come to mind. I refrained from calling out the perpetrators, but Phil inspired me and when I see this shit again, I'll be sure to verbally berate them

1. I'm at a light (Lincoln and Speer) and see this old man walking a huge dog. The dog proceeds to take a huge dump on the grass. Clearly, the old man had no intent on cleaning it up, and started to saunter away slowly like nothing happened. People who don't scoop poop suck.

2. I'm riding down the trail on my bike a few weeks ago (white ranch, towards the bottom) when I get behind this guy on an Enduro. Let's call him Mr. Extremo Douchebag. The bottom of that ride is kinda fun, it's re-routed singletrack and it's fairly new, so in good shape. Not technical at all, just nice and turny. Mr. Extremo Douchebag slams on his brakes at every single twist and turn, skidding and fishtailing his rear end, and sending up huge clouds of dust for me to inhale. So I pass him and I was about to tell him to learn how to ride a fucking bike. Fortunately, I sprayed him with some fresh horse poop coming off of my tires at the lower section. People like him are why Enchanted Forest at Apex is ruined with brake ruts.

I was driving by a school today just as the kids where getting out. This lady in a Yukon backs out of her parking spot really fast so that I had to lay on the brakes to avoid rearending her, I honk my horn at her and she flips me the bird. Before she had even started moving forward another car pulls four or five spaces down from her. She pulls right up on the guys ass and just lays on the horn untill he gets moving, all the while shouting obcenities at the guy.

From the LA Times:

By Ralph Vartabedian, Times Staff Writer


Whenever I have guests in my car, they remark about how clean I keep the interior. It's not rocket science. Whenever I have any trash, I just chuck it out the window.

Paper wrappers, empty coffee cups and wads of unpaid parking tickets can create a real mess in the front seat and reflect badly on my character. So I just roll down the window and say good riddance as that stuff floats away.

It's not just paper either.

After finishing a beer, I promptly toss the bottle or can out the window, too. This not only keeps my car clean and smelling fresh, it also gets rid of the evidence of open alcohol containers. Police can be such sticklers about an empty beer bottle or two.

I know a lot of motorists think just like I do. It is estimated that one-half of all the containers found on road shoulders once held alcoholic beverages.

Cigarette butts? Not in my car. I love the way a hot butt sprays a shower of sparks as it hits the pavement in the dark. It's like July 4.

I read recently that smokers discard several trillion cigarette butts each year and that they are made of plastic that is not biodegradable. So? When I stand on the edge of the Grand Canyon, I imagine it would take eons to fill that up with cigarette butts. Maybe highways can't hold as much stuff as the Grand Canyon, but I'm sure they can carry a bigger load than they do now.

For example, I was recently trying to figure out how I could get rid of an old mattress when it dawned on me that I was ignoring the obvious. In fact, freeway crews find several mattresses every single day.

Turns out that there are a lot of really smart people in California.

So I roped my old mattress to the top of my trusty Buick and cut the cord in the No. 2 freeway lane. Then, I tuned my radio to the traffic report, and sure enough, 10 minutes later I heard a SigAlert announcing a mattress in the lanes. All because of me.

I am so tired of being told not to litter. Without littering, my personal life would be a big hassle.

Of course, I never litter in front of my own house.

I used to live in Virginia, where I had the trash picked up twice a week, but here in Southern California I only get once-a-week pickup. So, when my trash cans are full, I haul a 30-gallon bag out to the Santa Ana freeway and toss it.

Caltrans advises me that some portions of Interstate 5 hold more trash than any other road in California, so it's probably a good place to litter if you want to keep the garbage all in one place. And anyway, it's such an ugly freeway. How could a pile of paper and plastic make it look any worse?

As I watch in my rearview mirror, I see that my trash is pulverized very quickly. Big-rig trucks are really good trash smashers. We're lucky to have so many here in Southern California, and now with Mexican trucks coming in we'll be in even better shape. I'm sure the shredded trash blows into the bushes and mulches into really good non-chemical fertilizer. That's good for ocean water quality, isn't it?

I have heard that littering is illegal. Well, please. I value my personal freedom.

Surveys show that most of the litter is dropped by single males in their late teens and early 20s. So, the fact that I litter shows I'm cool and young at heart.

And like a young guy, I bet I'll never get caught. The California Department of Transportation's Adopt-a-Highway program collects 2.9 million pounds of litter on highways each year. And the California Highway Patrol issues 10,000 littering citations annually. Let's see … that's 290 pounds of litter per citation. I like those odds.

In fact, highway littering in much of the country is up sharply, which proves that more and more people are keeping their cars cleaner these days. Besides a bunch of knee-jerk liberals, does anybody take littering laws seriously?

After all, without litter, what would the government do with probationers in those stunning orange outfits who bag trash along the freeway?

We have so many convicts in this country that they have to do something besides sit around in jail all day.


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Ralph Vartabedian can be reached at ralph.vartabedian@latimes.com.

Anymore I don't have the time for assholes and idiots to tweek me. Where's your sign? On a + note. The other day I stopped at an intersection for a dad and his son to cross,the oncoming traffic just kept coming. Finally I guy in his lowered Honda that was sitting to my right pulled out in front of traffic and stopped them so the folks could cross. Good for him.

I think we can all agree that the moral of the story is littering insures job security. Throw a beer can out the window to keep the unemployment rate down.

I remember my kids were in the car ..."Dad was kinda scary when he went off on those teenagers ripping and tearing the newspapers and leaving them up and down the road".
A confrontaion was met with denial by the teenagers (which is unfkn believable as we watched this unfold while driving towards them). Did they turn around and clean up? I don't know, I didn't live there and after the severe tongue lashing letting them know that they aren't the only people living around those parts, I continued on boiling....
The litter thing is one of my all time pet peeves....I, too, have wanted to throw garbage back in another vehicle but the culprit always fleets along.

Well I'm glad that my kids may have learned some lesson there....like, don't let dad see you do that......

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Originally posted by Telephil
Don't worry, it was only a side caesar salad and a small frosty. And yes, I did feel guilty, but it was my one treat for the month.

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every fatty in denial says that...

I was working construction oversite and struck up a conversation with a hell's angels type laborer. During the conversation it came out that he was in anger management as part of his parole as he had gotten out of jail a year ago. It eventually comes out that he had been convicted of assualt. He calmly described how he was in stop and go traffic when a guy merged in on him. The Hell's Angels guy honked his horn. The other guy flipped him the bird, calls him an asshole, and cuts in front. Suddenly traffic comes to a stand still. Hell's Angels guy gets out of his car, sneaks up on the other guys car, pulls the guy out of the drivers seat, and gives him a beating that hospitalizes him. Hell's Angels guy said the only thing that stopped him from doing worse was a State Trooper on a motorcycle that happened to be driving up on the shoulder.

I also had a buddy that worked a summer driving an ice cream truck. Once, while crusing a neighborhood, a bunch of kids started chucking rocks at his truck. He jumps out of the truck and grabs one of them. He finds out the kid lives down the street. He walks the kid to his house, he rings the doorbell, and tells the kid's mother about the rock chucking. She thanks him, takes the kid inside, and closes the door. He gets back in his truck and returns to his route. Minutes later he is flagged down by a car. He pulls to the side of the road thinking he's going to make a sale. Turns out to be the kids father and a bunch of his buddies. They pull him out of the ice cream truck and beat the snot out of him... not hospital beating... but bad enough people were asking what happened to him for a couple of weeks.

Sometimes it's better not to say anything.