Dear diary:
Friday night I ended up hanging out with my friend Anton. We had a lovely time playing Call of Duty and drinking beer, because I am, in fact, a man.
(WHO KNEW?)
We also went to a party at The Polish Hall, where we were both razzed considerably by the large population of polish people in attendance, because apparently Polish people don't like Russians.
At all.
(Who knew? No.. I guess I knew)
Good thing I didn't wear my soviet scarf!
Anyway, after the party we headed to McDonalds, where I ate only fries due to my great distaste for McDonalds.
While we're waiting for the food to arrive, we're sitting at a table by the front windows, and a white unmarked van pulls up to the front doors.
The driver rustles around in the front seat for a bit, and then grabs a white bag of what looks like garbage, and whips it at the front doors to the building.
LARISSA: OUTRAGED.
IS HE LITTERING?
I'm a major eco-nazi. I have never littered and frequently will make out-of-the-way trips to find recycle bins for my recyclables, and other people's recyclables. I can't stand when people throw their garbage on the ground.
Its like kicking a puppy!
Mother nature can't defend herself!
I stare at the driver of this van, and give him the finger.
Then..
another finger!
Then..
Wave my hands around!
("I call this one AROUND THE WORLD.")
I'm feeling quite irate, and I tell Anton how pissed off I am in a long-rant format. I stare down the driver as he leaves, and we get our food and leave as well.
Before we get back in the car, I decide to check the garbage bag to see what it was this guy needed to get rid of so bad he'd just throw it out the window.
I walk up to the bag, there's paper in it.
Like what, old road maps or something?
I get closer,
and...
its newspaper.
It was the newspaper guy.
Dropping off Saturday morning's paper at McDonalds.
Just a guy trying to make an honest living!
Fast forward to the end of his shift:
"Honey, I'm home!"
"Hi dear, how was work?"
"Good, except this pretentious bitch hates the media so much, she gave me TWO middle fingers just for delivering the paper!"
Guilt definitely ensues.
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