You got to pick ’em up just to say hello

Went to a local bar to watch the Wild playoff game (crap, they lost) last night and as my luck would have it I had to use the men’s room, ostensibly for the same purpose as the jerk who chose to break his beer bottle in the urinal. Wow. I bet that was really funny when he did it but it didn’t look all that humorous when I went in there.

This rant goes into the category of “losing faith in the future.” Or perhaps it might be better to put it into the category of “why did you have any faith in our future in the first place?” What really irks me is that you know the guy is a coward because he doesn’t do that kind of stuff when somebody might be watching. Am I jumping to conclusions here? Am I convicting the guy without due process? Of course there are scenarios. He could have set the bottle on the urinal while playing with… while urinating and it slid off and fell directly into the urinal shattering the bliss. Possible. But then a “good” guy would have notified one of the bartender ladies. Which didn’t happen, because someone else notified one of the gals and she went in with a broom and dustpan to clean it up. She came out saying “Well, you didn’t tell me it was IN the urinal!”

So what’s the conclusion here? He was a short jerk. Reminds me of a Randy Newman song.

https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/short-people/id95981154?i=95980807&ign-mpt=uo%3D4

Short People got no reason
Short People got no reason
Short People got no reason
To live

They got little hands
Little eyes
They walk around
Tellin’ great big lies
They got little noses
And tiny little teeth
They wear platform shoes
On their nasty little feet

Well, I don’t want no Short People
Don’t want no Short People
Don’t want no Short People
`Round here

Short People are just the same
As you and I
(A Fool Such As I)
All men are brothers
Until the day they die
(It’s A Wonderful World)

Short People got nobody
Short People got nobody
Short People got nobody
To love

They got little baby legs
That stand so low
You got to pick ’em up
Just to say hello
They got little cars
That go beep, beep, beep
They got little voices
Goin’ peep, peep, peep
They got grubby little fingers
And dirty little minds
They’re gonna get you every time
Well, I don’t want no Short People
Don’t want no Short People
Don’t want no Short People
‘Round here