You just can't believe some people.

Asking a stupid question is easier. Plus, sometimes asking results in it being done for them. Whether it was done out of kindness or pity, it got done for them.
Patrick

 

I think a lot of people would be surprised at how many hard working conservative thinking young people there are. I have 20 Grandchildren, no snowflakes and one of the hardest working one of the bunch leans a little to the left. Really weird as he is a self employed roofer who does quite well and is quite helpful to his less fortunate siblings. The news media gives to much attention to the snow flakes and other entitled cry babies. IMHO


Bob H.

 

Sadly we the people continue to vote for this idealism.

As stated by Winston Churchill below.

Mikey

 

When I got my job as a public school teacher I was given a tour of the eight-year-old school building. The man who was my boss said to me "you won't believe this." He took me into a boy's bathroom that was in pretty good shape; he then took me into the nearby girl's bathroom and the place was trashed - They had even written obscenities on the ceiling with lipstick and some source of carbon, such as a candle or cigarette lighter. The wastebaskets looked like they had been toys for a Gorilla. Doors on the stalls were broken, handles on the sinks were twisted and broken, etc... This was about a week before school started in the fall; I asked why they had cleaned up the boy's room and not the girls. He said that the boy's room had received only routine maintenance since the school had opened - the girl's had been overhauled every year up until a year ago. The school committee had made the decision that if the girls wanted a pig sty for a bathroom, they could have one. Over the next 23 years, it was my observation that the girls did far more damage to the building then the boys. I have confirmed this with maintenance people in many school systems.

 

You must of teached in junior high or high school, when bruads start bleeding they turn into real bitches with Gorilla tempers!

 

When I was in HS in the 70's, I remember a teacher telling us that the girl's restrooms were way nastier than the boy's restrooms. And they had much worst graffiti...

 

We had very little of either graffiti or vandalism when I was in school. But then, I graduated in '69.

 

In a previous career I was management for a somewhat upscale department store. I can confirm the above. Men's room would have 'puddles' where gents overestimated their range, but the ladies room would be nasty.
Patrick

 

Same thing at work. The guys change room is mostly tolerable, but one day the janitor came up to the control room, half out of his mind with rage, apparently someone pinched a loaf into a garbage can in the ladies change room. He couldn't believe it, he had no idea why anything that calls itself human would do that. In the office there are some women who are the most unbelievable swine; in fact they'd put pigs to shame. Used feminine products in the desk drawers, allowed to fester for an indeterminate amount of time. Fecal matter in garbage cans, on carpets, and I could go on.

 

Anyone who's ever shopped at Costco shouldn't be surprised that people are pigs.

People of all socio-economic stripes.

 

Yep, my wifey works in Maintenance at Costco, she has LOTS to say about the womens restrooms!

 

I'll bet these pigs don't even wash their hands either.

 

My Dad was the head custodian at a grade school in the late 60s, same deal the girls room was horrible, he said he couldn't believe grade school girls could be so nasty.


Bob H.

 

OK guys. Your going to get this shut down! Jim said it had to be about cars... The other day I drove my Buick to my favorite place of employment, Lake Worthless Middle School. As I parked my GS I noticed the demography of the student body out front. Basically 50% illegal and 50% green card holders. (Believe me, the illegals are way smarter than the green card holders!) As I walked away from my beloved GS350 I noticed trash all over the sidewalk in front of the school even though there were trash cans appropriately placed along the walk. Before I entered the school I took one last look at my car, and then put my key in the security gate. I noticed the gang affiliated writing all over the gates along with some special quotes. I went to my class and prepared for the day. Oops, it's 8:55 and I have guard duty in the courtyard outside the cafeteria. 30 full minutes of guard duty in one of the worst penitentiaries. There were fights the very first day of school!!! As I stood at my guard post I thought about the GS Nationals all the while watching inmates throwing their free food "towards" the trash cans, but never really making a basket. I suppose the green card holders are practicing for the NBA??? 9:25 the bell rings and I go to my classroom. Yeah!!! As I walk to my desk I see the beautiful picture of my grand daughter sitting in the driver's seat of my 68 Buick. My first class is an ESOL class. (English Speakers of Other Languages) They're mostly illegal with 3 green card holders in the class. I'm serious, the illegals try hard in class. Second and third period are "regular" kids, the green card holders. They're dumb as heck, very lazy, and should be sent back to their 3rd world country. 4th period I have another class full of illegals. They were a handful, and there's way more kids in this class then state law allows, but I got them under control now. Finally it's lunch time and I go straight to the Buick V8 Forum. I can't wait to read the latest post, see who is breaking in a new engine, and who has just had a good time at their local track. Bummer.... Lunch is over and it's time for 5th period. It is actually a pretty good class except for one kid who I'm sure is a dreamer, and another kid who is 1st generation green card holder born in America. Holy Buick Big Block!!! Does that mean he is now an American citizen getting welfare, section 8 housing, WIC, food stamps, free school lunch, 10 dollar a month internet, O'bummer phone, and all the other perks Americans deserve and should rightfully receive? I believe so. That enables his mom to buy him sneakers that cost more than the slicks on the back of my Buick! 6th period is my planning time. I constantly plan to do a big burnout in my Buick as I leave. This Friday as I left the penitentiary I happened to walk by the girl's bathroom. Yep, it's that time of the month again. They literally throw their bloody pads all over the hallway. I had to step over one as I exited the high security gate doors! Whoa, this is an interesting thread and unfortunately sooooooooooooooooo true. GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

It must be the Kool Aid