Woman craps in supermarket
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Woman takes a leak.. at the supermarket
I thought so too, but looking back at it again, the looking to see if anyone is looking is definitely not behaviour I would expect from a dementia patient. Dude, you want your life to change even more? I'd rather try to hold it in my butt area and waddle to a bathroom. She does it several times. Instead I went over to the meth den and pounded on the door. The manager insisted that I clean that shit up and I more or less said "Nope" and walked out the back door.
Old Lady Shits In Grocery Store
The nasty bitch forgot forgot to scratch her paws on the store floor. Seriously it reminds me of one of the dogs I walk! Though they have all been trained to have better manners and would never shit in a grocery store aisle! Find all posts by snopes. DS 3 was a night manager at a 15 screen cineplex some years ago. I asked him what one thing he took away from that job.
His immediate answer was "People are complete pigs! I think most of us wipe, which adds a little time. I know I do, anyway Find all posts by TrishDaDish. What disturbs me is that this has happened 3 times in Walmart.
One was mysterious and just appeared. The next was an old woman sitting on a bench and pooped on herself and the last was about 3 weeks ago. It started to stink on the front end and when I went to investigate and of course there was poop. A man pointed down the line and said it had fallen out of this old womans pants leg.
He said it so loud everybody started looking and talking about it. Originally Posted by DrRocket. Originally Posted by videoguy. I went to Target one morning last month, and it seemed their entire staff was involved in a major incident. First I saw one staff member telling another about how it went "from there all the way back there!
(Train, subway, roller-coaster, monorail, Disneyland ride, etc. I got up, put my clothes back on and left them to it. А я-то думала - у нас такая чистая дружба. Хотя нет, вру, к любопытству немного подмешивалась ревность, ревность к предыдущим ее кавалерам.
It was ported to CMU by ps in 1982. От моих толчков то и дело теряла равновесие и выпуская член Стаса из рук пыталась ухватиться за ограждение пирса, наверное, и поза была довольно неудобной.
I was in a Walmart in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan about 10 years ago. I was waiting with my wife at the check out.
We look over at this woman, she pooped her pants while standing there and then kind of jiggled her pant leg and let it hit the floor. I was like, "Fuck it, I'm out. I do not need anything from here that badly. She just looks disappointed. Becky, what should we get for the party? I was thinking radishes and dip, what do you- Dear god, why?
The other lady has a stroller that look is: I change enough diapers and clean enough shit as it is, not my monkey not my circus. That's what I'm saying! Mostly local, or Mom and Pop shops. I will go there if I cannot find an item anywhere else. This happens very rarely. Edit-Thank you, anonymous donor. You with be rewarded karmically, by never having to see myself, or hopefully anyone else, pooping in line at Walmart. If that were the case here, she would not have done it in a fucking vegetable fridge, there's a perfectly good floor right fucking there that makes it significantly less of a health risk.
There are clearly some mental issues going on here. I feel like if she cared about someone looking she wouldn't have popped a squat with a woman standing right next to her, lol. I like how she takes the time to look back and forth for other people while there is someone right in front of her.
I think you are right. Initially I felt bad that she had a bladder problem and couldn't control it. But if you look you can see her spend a bit of time looking to see who is around. If it was a control issue I think most people would do anything other than what she did- wet their pants, run out of the store and go in the parking lot, come prepared with a diaper in the first place etc.
Thirty years ago when I was a brand new player, I felt the same way. I walked the casino floor in circles passing the craps tables, time after time, hoping with each pass to get enough courage to take an open spot at the table. Regardless of the fact that I knew the game inside and out, I was terrified of doing something wrong or stupid and looking like a helpless newbie. I knew the odds and house advantages for all the different bets.
I knew the difference between a good bet and a bad bet. I knew all the craps lingo. I knew everything about the game, but I was still afraid. On about the 10th pass around the casino floor, I finally mustered enough nerve and forced myself to play. It goes something like this. You walk into a fancy casino, lights flash and blink, slot machines chime their attention-grabbing tunes.
Your heart pounds from the excitement. In the distance ahead, you see the craps tables. You notice there are eight tables, but only two are actively manned by crews.
On the contrary, the 13 people at the other table are laughing, clapping, cheering, and fist-knocking each other. You see the only possible open spot near the end between the drunk and the fat guy. The shooter is ablaze rolling point after point. You continue watching and waiting for an open spot. But who in their right mind would leave in the middle of a scorching hot streak?
In this scenario, your fear and lack of confidence got in the way of you winning a wheelbarrow full of chips. Fear controlled you, instead of you controlling your fear. No space between the drunk and the fat guy was merely an excuse for not having the guts to squeeze yourself in and take the only available position at a blistering dream-come-true table. The answer is simple, but may surprise you.