i watched a dude, who was alone, eating his burger get up from his table and walk into the bathroom with his burger, still eating it, then 3 minutes later come back out still finishing it off
this was before covid and i still think about it sometimes
When I was like 8 or 9 I went to a diner with my grandparents but I wasn't feeling great. About 5 minutes after we got our meal I went to the bathroom and had to vomit, which I proceed to do a lot of. There was another young kid in there my age or younger, no less than 5. He had shit everywhere in the other stall, real nasty.
My grandfather, a germophobe, comes in to help me and as he's doing so the other kid comes out of the other stall covered in shit and looks at him and says in a squeeky little voice, "m-m-mister, can you please help me?" and my grandfather looked him right and the face and said, "fuck this," and walked out.
My grandmother came in right after and helped us both and while doing that the boys father came in and thanked her profusely.
I'd like to make a toast: to the troops. All the troops. Both sides.
There's a feminist critique to be had here but I can't say I blame him
I'm not trying to sound all "men's rights" here, but as a dude I would think twice before helping that other kid.
so my gramps was a total germophobe and in his defense he was putting on a brave face to help me with the vomit situation but the shit covered kid that wasnt even his blood was like, waaaay too over the edge for him
he was also a sailor in ww2 and was all tatted up with anchors and betty boop and shit so this 6'3" old guy with tattoos just looking down and saying that to this kid is so funny to me in hindsight