Maybe you could use it to wash your fucking hair?
The other day at a work a customer left on the counter a plastic water bottle with probably 3 or 4 ounces of water in it. There was no cap on it. Throughout the night I went from not caring to being really annoyed by it. I couldn’t throw it away [I mean, recycle it] because I didn’t want to spill the water all over. I also kept inadvertently almost taking a sip out of it thinking it was mine. And every time I went to the bathroom, where I could have dumped out the water, I always forgot to bring it with me. So closing time finally happens and I walk outside to dump the remaining water out in the street. A guy walking up the sidewalk toward me says, “Are you dumping that water out?” Thinking it was a rhetorical question, since the guy was obviously not blind, I didn’t respond to his stellar question. Then he says, “Well shame on you” at which point I was able to turn the bottle right-side-up saving a bit of the water and said, “Do YOU want it?”
“Uh…no” was his answer.
Not quite sure what this fucking tool wanted me to do with it. Drink it? Find a plant and pour it in the pot? Mail it to Senegal? Take it home and wash a dish or two with it?
Only in Portland.
