To the disgusting woman that was walking before me into publix, who to show how nasty you are, turned around and spat out what ever foulness you pulled up from your lungs right on to the top of my shoe...then noticed your handy work and kept walking into the store. The reason I didn't follow you into the store, is because I noticed the truck you got out of, I notice the couch with the sale tag still on it, I walked back out and wiped your handy work on your new couch. Thanks.
I then went home and disinfected my shoes. And my hands. And washed my socks.
I then went home and disinfected my shoes. And my hands. And washed my socks.
Anyway, thanks for your comment!
Even though we don't know each other, I really appreciate it.
It truly feels liberating!