What, you twits can't wait a half hour until you get home and have supper? Apparently not – and I seem to be a magnet for everyone with a bag of chips, Doritos or cheesies, who will sit beside me and breathe nasty, gross, evil chip fumes all over me. The only thing that heightens the experience is if they're talking on the cell phone all the way home.
What's next? Peanut butter sandwiches?
The death penalty is too good for these people.
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Speaking of people talking on cell phones--it annoys me when I'm on the bus at 6 AM or 2 AM or something, and there's someone talking on their cellphone throughout the whole bus ride. Bus passengers are usually tired at these times of day, they'd appreciate it if they could just sit quietly on the bus without having to hear someone yakking all the way. Besides, who do these people have to talk to at 2 AM anyway? I mean, I can understand a quick phone call to someone to tell them they're coming home, but talking for half an hour at that time of night?
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