(Source: badgirlsgoeverywhere)
A pensar morreu um burro.
(I work for a large retailer at a mall as a security guard which means wearing a dress shirt and tie with a jacket. As it’s the holiday shopping season it is impossible to find parking. I had just parked my car to go into work when I was approached by an older lady in her vehicle.) Customer: “Excuse me young man, are you leaving?” Me: “No, ma’am. I just got here.” Customer: “Why are you all dressed up?” Me: “Well, I work at the store over here.” Customer: “So you’re not a real person? You should give me your spot.” Me: “Excuse me?” Customer: “You’re not a real person. You don’t need to park here like everyone else!”
(Source: notalwaysright.com)
That’d be beautiful !
Filed under: there is no harm in hoping and trying to make this happen.
old school FTW
