Neanderpundit

I don’t hold out hope that there will be sweeping change. I don’t think any of this has done anything except to forestall the inevitable.

The vivid dream last week awoke me to one thing: When this country was wild, when it was rough and difficult to live here, everyone left us alone, for the most part. Sure, they tried to influence us from a distance, but we told them to piss off. Nobody wanted to leave the comfort of their country to come hassle us, because they’d have to be hot, or cold, or get dirty, or fight savages, or whatever. Once we civilized the continent, then the worthless arrived in trainloads to shove their BS up our asses and break it off.

We will never be free of the morons of society until we make it so unattractive to be among us, that they will stay away.

handicapped crappers. They are like shithouses with rollcages. Of course I never use one when there might be a real need for someone who is actually handicapped.

In the places where I work, there are two basic types of crappers; floor johns, the normal ones all the employees use, and human being johns, that human beings use.

Often, in large manufacturing plants, there are human being johns in disused office areas, and those are the ones I seek out. As often as not, they hardly ever get used, but are still cleaned three times a day.

So I find the clean, disused johns, and use them commonly during normal break times. A union employee will never shit on his own time, he’ll get his shitting out of the way on company time so he can use break time for what he wants. Consequently I’m used to being alone.

So today when I parked my keister on the tall throne, i expected just to take a leisurely shit, and be done with it.

I did not expect to have company. Female company, who came in and yelled “Anyone home?” I stopped to think, yes, there were urinals here, this is a mens room, so it must be a cleaning woman. I was about to speak up when someone else answered.

The next thing I knew, I was a witness- well, my ears were- to a lunchtime quickie by two employees of the company, coming to this room because they figured it was disused and quiet.

THis shit can only happen to me, I swear.