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What do you hate to share?
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Nov 26, 2012 02:16PM
I try to be a generous person. I like to think that I succeed most of the time. But, I really hate sharing a bathroom with the other 5 girls on my floor at work. Especially since one of the (2) stalls has a faulty door lock...
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I hated sharing the bathroom with two guys at my work. They went to the bathroom 80 times during the day and left smell bombs like I have never encountered before all up in that tiny space.::gags::
Heiders is a cantankerous wee girl today, eh?
I shared a bed with my niece this weekend. I'm okay with the BED part, but I'm NOT sharing a pillow and so I stole it back from an 8-year-old. (She had her own. It had fallen on the floor).
Stina wrote: "I shared a bed with my niece this weekend. I'm okay with the BED part, but I'm NOT sharing a pillow and so I stole it back from an 8-year-old. (She had her own. It had fallen on the floor)."HAHAHA!!! Okay, this made me laugh out loud. Good job, Stina.
Amelia wrote: "Heiders is a cantankerous wee girl today, eh?"RA used to always threaten to drink out of my glass. He did it just to rile me up.
I don't mind sharing my drink with the Mr., except first thing in the morning before he brushes his teeth. Morning breath sharing is never good.
I love sharing dessert. As long as I get some of yours as well...
I love sharing dessert. As long as I get some of yours as well...
Yeah I'm not keen on sharing my food or drink either. Unless I can give you a separate portion, like at my house. But if we're at a restaurant, don't ask to try my entree.
I don't share my books. No, you cannot borrow that book.
I don't share my books. No, you cannot borrow that book.
I don't share dvds or blu rays anymore because they always come back to me looking like someone used them as a coaster.
Buffets are gross. Not only are other people touching and breathing on the food, with potentially unwashed hands. But, it's all sitting out for ages. Gack!
I actually don't mind sharing food, especially at restaurants. I like to taste everything so I'm happy to give away a few bites of my dish in order to try everyone else's. I'll even share my dessert if I've already had a meal. If I only have, say, a bar of chocolate as a snack though, it's pretty painful to share even a square of it.
Oh, and I don't really like letting people use my computer. It's not like I even have a lot of personal data on it, but it still weirds me out. Also, I don't share any of my good scissors except with other designers that I really trust. I have seen way too many people try to cut paper, plastic, cardboard, tape, etc. with fabric scissors. No, just no. My scissors are expensive and I don't want to go get them sharpened any more than I have to because it's a pain in my ass. Hands off.
Yeah, I don't like other people using my computer either. At all. I know what you mean about the scissors. I'm not a sewer, but I am a knitter, and I have separate scissors for knitting and for paper/cardboard. They're not expensive, just separate.
Riona wrote: "Oh, and I don't really like letting people use my computer. It's not like I even have a lot of personal data on it, but it still weirds me out. I agree with you on this. Last time I let my brother use my computer unsupervised, I discovered a nasty little Trojan that had to be taken care of....courtesy of him using my computer to look up porn *rolls eyes*
You are quite remarkable, Zardoz. People could learn a lot from you. Plus, I enjoy your colorful tongue. May some peace and calm find its way to you.
Desserts, the goood Innocence Juice with raspberry and apple, my pillow, my deodorant and my toothbrush
Heidi wrote: "NOBODY TOUCH MY DRINK!!!!... or MY FOOD!"I tried to sneak some BBQ off Heidi's plate and got stabbed with a plastic fork.
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I hate sharing chocolate, my clothes (I lent some out 3 years ago that have yet to be returned), and especially my books.
Lobstergirl wrote: "A bus or train seat with a stranger. You know what I mean: thighs touching."That's the worst. The last thing I want is someone else's thigh sweat all over my legs.
I hate sharing space with a cougher. One cough or sneeze, and I'm heading in the other direction, as far away as possible.







