The people in my office currently acting like finishing "a whole entire doghnut, all to myself!" is this ridiculous, over-the-top, gluttonous behavior that they are ashamed of...just as I'm grabbing a doughnut and now feel like a pig for taking a whole one...meanwhile, nobody wants to take the last one, so someone cuts it in half. Then someone cuts that in half. Then someone cuts that in half...and this will go on for 30-40 more times until they start splitting atoms until someone claims the "last" of the pastries, and throws the fucking box away.
The elevator lobby of the garage under my building is under construction on the street and basement levels. This means that to be able to take the elevator to my floor without needing to traverse stairs (I often have to move items with a cart/dolly), I have to take the ramp down to the basement, cross over to the other "wing" (the garage is separated into two halves that kind of operate as two separate garages, except for the pass-through in the basement level), then go up two floors (which means having to circle around the entire floor to get to the "up" ramp, up to the Mezzanine level. Then, to leave, I have to go back down two levels to the basement (again, circling the entire floors), crossing back over to the other side, then back up a ramp to the exit.
This goes along with something my coworkers do constantly. They will grab a single-serving, snack-sized bag of potato chips, then have...like...3 chips...then leave the open bag on the counter. I'm sure they think they are sharing the love and since they couldn't possibly eat the other 3 chips, didn't want to them to go to waste, so they left them on the counter for someone else...but if you saw an opened bag of food, would you assume it was free for the taking? Wouldn't the logical thing be to clip the bag shut with a binder clip to keep them fresh, and put it back in the basket of chips? No...instead they leave it on the counter to lanquish, and go stale...basically saying, "Here, throw this away for me in a few hours." However, last week was a new milestone of bizarre. Someone did just that...they took a foot item, only ate half, and then put the other half back in the basket. However, the issue is that they did this with a banana. They cut the banana in half...and then just put the cut banana back into the fruit bowl.
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I know that separate is spelled with an "a.". But why do I keep spelling it like "seperate" every damn time I type the word?
I have my car set up to automatically lock as I walk away. Sometimes I drive my gf's car, and it doesn't have this feature, so I often forget to actually lock it. It's a good thing I didn't spring for the radar cruise control in my car...
We're having work done on our house. The contractor was done with the drywall taping/mudding/sanding, and we were going to start painting that evening. In my mind, that means vacuuming the walls, then wiping the rest of the dust with tack cloth. I didn't get home until late, though, so my GF decided to try to get started on cleaning the walls...by swatting at them and sweeping them with a long-bristled broom...throwing ultra-fine dust abso-freakin-lutely everywhere. Since there was work being done in every single room of the house except for the one tiny bedroom, we've got everything we own that we use daily absolutely crammed into it...it was the one safe zone, and the one place we could sit that wasn't covered in a layer of dust or plastic. Until she did that....because she left the door open. The entire room got a layer of super ultra-fine white dust all over every square inch. The inside of my computer is now frosted because the dust is way more fine than the dust filters. The bed was covered in dust. All of my clean cloths that had been stacked in a tall open wire rack/shelving/cube thing got dusty.