I like to think I'm an easy-going person.
That isn't exactly true.
The smallest thing can set me off, and by set me off, I mean, like the old nitro-sweating dynamite that blew Arzt to bits.
Why do people choose the stall right next to you in a public restroom with many stalls available that are NOT right next to another person? I am not there to be social! Go away!
Maybe I think I'm easy-going because I don't scream at that person, GET OUT!! I just simmer silently and leave as quickly as I can. It doesn't ruin my day or anything, but it does ruin my teeny tiny moment of peace I was trying to enjoy as much as one possibly can while in a public potty place.
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