shut up and use a Stridex
so…I’m on the T this morning and this kid across from me gets a phone call. Now, I’m all for the advancement of technology, but I don’t particularly care for the whole cellular service on the train thing. I don’t need to hear about who you hooked up with last night, or what you need to pick up at the store.
Anyway…the call was short, and he was quiet. Afterwards, he looks at his phone and begins wiping it on his leg. We’re talking a vigorous scrubing. It’s like, if your face is that greasy, wash it!!! Damn!!!