Okay, so there's this hotel behind the Store. It's a Knight's Inn, so it's a low income kind of hotel. And it rents rooms to a lot of unemployed, homeless, junkies and hookers. Most of the time the residents aren't a problem for us.
But today, some homeless old bitch, who got kicked out, met up with her friends in our parking lot and started moving all of her shit from the hotel into their car. She had a luggage cart that was loaded down, but they couldn't get everything into the car. So they packed up as much as they could and drove the hell off, leaving all kinds of shit just lying around our parking lot.
So, I had to go out and gather all that shit up and throw it into the dumpster. There were picture frames and tupperware containers and raggedy ass sweaters and a container full of something I'm thinking was once sugar before it fucking solidified and turned yellow.
Yeah.
I don't have a lot of sympathy for people like that. Hard times are hard times, but if you're too fucking lazy and/or thoughtless that you can't throw your shit away then you're just a shit person.
Fucking trash people.
I hate 'em!
But today, some homeless old bitch, who got kicked out, met up with her friends in our parking lot and started moving all of her shit from the hotel into their car. She had a luggage cart that was loaded down, but they couldn't get everything into the car. So they packed up as much as they could and drove the hell off, leaving all kinds of shit just lying around our parking lot.
So, I had to go out and gather all that shit up and throw it into the dumpster. There were picture frames and tupperware containers and raggedy ass sweaters and a container full of something I'm thinking was once sugar before it fucking solidified and turned yellow.
Yeah.
I don't have a lot of sympathy for people like that. Hard times are hard times, but if you're too fucking lazy and/or thoughtless that you can't throw your shit away then you're just a shit person.
Fucking trash people.
I hate 'em!