All I Can Say Is...WHAT THE FUCK

I was tired. I was slightly hung over. I was hungry. I was stressed out. I was in no mood to even be going to campus, let alone put up with any kind of annoyance.

This was the state of things yesterday as I boarded the Tiger Transit.

Sitting in the seat behind the driver was another Tiger Transit driver. He was on of those crusty-ass, old as dirt, I've-had-one-too-damn-many-Twinkies types. I stepped onto the bus and the next thing I knew, he wass saying "Here you go," and shoving something into my hand. Thinking I had possibly dropped something, I took it without looking and trudged over to a seat.

It was then that I took a look at what he had handed me. It was a folded up SGA flier saying "VOTE FOR WILLIAM SAMFORD!"

That asswipe had just handed it to me to get rid of it.

So here is my message to him:

There are trash cans located at the front of every Tiger Transit. They serve a purpose. DON'T HAND ME YOUR FUCKING TRASH!

As if I don't hate fliers enough already, now I'm getting them secondhand.

WHAT THE FUCK?