09-07-2007, 07:41 PM
Here, I'll share something real about myself.
True story:
Someone turned in a wallet they found in the women's bathroom this morning. The person that usually deals with this kind of shit just left for the day and left me with it. She suggested "if I wanted to be considerate" to look up her name in the system, find a phone number and call her to let her know where her wallet is, not to cancel her credit cards, all that stuff. Of course, I don't have access to this system, so she suggested asking somebody else to look it up. I left her with a simple "okay".
Before taking any action, I first opened up the wallet and looked at the drivers license. The chick was fat and ugly, listed at 5'2 140 lbs. I then promptly closed the wallet, put it back in the manilla envelope from which it came, and threw it to the side for someone else to deal with. Now, if it were an attractive chick, yeah I would have taken the effort to obtain her number and inform her of her wallet's location. It's not like I'd expect her to want to fuck me because I saved the day or anything. It's just much more satisfying to me to help out a good-looking chick vs. a fat ugly chick. I just took another look at the license and the birthdate is 9-7-88. No joke. Today is the fatsoid's birthday! What an unfortunate thing to have happened on what should be such a special day.
There. A real, deep look into my morally bankrupt ways.
True story:
Someone turned in a wallet they found in the women's bathroom this morning. The person that usually deals with this kind of shit just left for the day and left me with it. She suggested "if I wanted to be considerate" to look up her name in the system, find a phone number and call her to let her know where her wallet is, not to cancel her credit cards, all that stuff. Of course, I don't have access to this system, so she suggested asking somebody else to look it up. I left her with a simple "okay".
Before taking any action, I first opened up the wallet and looked at the drivers license. The chick was fat and ugly, listed at 5'2 140 lbs. I then promptly closed the wallet, put it back in the manilla envelope from which it came, and threw it to the side for someone else to deal with. Now, if it were an attractive chick, yeah I would have taken the effort to obtain her number and inform her of her wallet's location. It's not like I'd expect her to want to fuck me because I saved the day or anything. It's just much more satisfying to me to help out a good-looking chick vs. a fat ugly chick. I just took another look at the license and the birthdate is 9-7-88. No joke. Today is the fatsoid's birthday! What an unfortunate thing to have happened on what should be such a special day.
There. A real, deep look into my morally bankrupt ways.