At the coffee store –
Some troglodyte at the self-serve cream and sugar station just honked six pounds of snot into a napkin. He threw the soaked nap in the trash and then did a bare-handed cleanup and remnant check on his nostrils.
You can guess what this inconsiderate shit wagon does next. Yep, grabs the half n’ half pitcher with his booger paws, managing to fondle every inch of it as he pours.
He mauls a handful of sugar packets, puts half back, and then goes three knuckles deep in the stir stick bin rummaging like a black bear searching a garbage can.
Not only is it gross and discourteous, we’re in the middle of a super bad flu season you dick. I like the option of coffee on the go, but damn, I think it’s gonna be home-brew only for a little awhile.