so work tonight was excellent but the bus ride home was far from that. i realized why i am so glad that i no longer live in oshawa. for those of you who are lucky enough to have no clue where that is, i will tell you some stories. so i lived in oshawa for only a year thank god, but oshawa is what we would call a crack city. so ya. the buliding that i lived in, here are some of the choice ppl that lived there.
1. the old drunk guy who would get out on his balcony at 11pm and stay out until 2 or 3 or whenever he passed out from the booze, and he would blare his music and sing....into a megaphone. it might have been okay if you could understand what the fuck he was singing, but he ws that drunk all you could hear was incoherent drunk yelling. this man....was always drunk
2. then there was teh guy who lived in the apartment directly across from us. same apartment but there was side A and side B. so every morning around 8am he would get out on his balcony and hork for a good hour or so. and if it was on his days off, you would be awoken by resident #3.
3. the teenager who liked to parade around without a shirt on and blare the boomtang and venga boys at 8am for a good 2-3 hours.
4. then there were all the sketchy old men that would hit on me
5. and the fat woman in the apatement across from us who would yell at her child down in the pool instead of walking her fat ass downstairs.
and this is just my apartment. let me tell you, all of teh ppl in the shwa, or most of them. are just that sketchy
so anyways, back to my story. so i get on my bus and i sit down and continure doing my crosswords and all is well. a couple stops later a group of three men get on. so the first guy was just creepy and smelt like he hadn't showered in weeks and looked like he was high as a kite. the second guy was about 70 and looked like a hobo and was drinking a 40 on the bus. and the last guy thought he was the next eminem and raped....the whole time i was on the bus. i thank god for my discman, but even that didn't save me. i turned it up much higher than i normally would thus giving me a headache and still not drowning out the little rap star. fuckign inconsiderate ppl. i am sorry, but it's night time. ppl are tired. ppl are getting off work and they do not want to listen to you rap at the top of your fucking lungs.
UHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HATE PPL SO MUCH SOMETIMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
anyways, that is the end of the Nataleigh hates ppl rant for the evening. thanks for letting me blow off steam adn if you could get a good laugh out of it then it makes it all worth it.
1. the old drunk guy who would get out on his balcony at 11pm and stay out until 2 or 3 or whenever he passed out from the booze, and he would blare his music and sing....into a megaphone. it might have been okay if you could understand what the fuck he was singing, but he ws that drunk all you could hear was incoherent drunk yelling. this man....was always drunk
2. then there was teh guy who lived in the apartment directly across from us. same apartment but there was side A and side B. so every morning around 8am he would get out on his balcony and hork for a good hour or so. and if it was on his days off, you would be awoken by resident #3.
3. the teenager who liked to parade around without a shirt on and blare the boomtang and venga boys at 8am for a good 2-3 hours.
4. then there were all the sketchy old men that would hit on me
5. and the fat woman in the apatement across from us who would yell at her child down in the pool instead of walking her fat ass downstairs.
and this is just my apartment. let me tell you, all of teh ppl in the shwa, or most of them. are just that sketchy
so anyways, back to my story. so i get on my bus and i sit down and continure doing my crosswords and all is well. a couple stops later a group of three men get on. so the first guy was just creepy and smelt like he hadn't showered in weeks and looked like he was high as a kite. the second guy was about 70 and looked like a hobo and was drinking a 40 on the bus. and the last guy thought he was the next eminem and raped....the whole time i was on the bus. i thank god for my discman, but even that didn't save me. i turned it up much higher than i normally would thus giving me a headache and still not drowning out the little rap star. fuckign inconsiderate ppl. i am sorry, but it's night time. ppl are tired. ppl are getting off work and they do not want to listen to you rap at the top of your fucking lungs.
UHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HATE PPL SO MUCH SOMETIMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
anyways, that is the end of the Nataleigh hates ppl rant for the evening. thanks for letting me blow off steam adn if you could get a good laugh out of it then it makes it all worth it.
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awh please doint blame the old men
i know im going to be one of them soon enough so......
people are annoying sometimes yo i know
hell im nearly always annoying. that is one hell of a cadre you've ran into there.
yes it was a compliment. damn. foiled again. you weren't supposed to know that!
There will be plenty of pictures.