On the elevator today as the doors were about to close, this grey flanneled asshole with a gimpy, stroked-out walk and curled-up french-fry arm peered in. Naturally, some nice folks put their arms through the doors to keep them from closing this guy out. They even said "sorry" as if it were their fault that the doors were closing on him. Then this fucking broken bodied asshole walked (and I use that term loosely) in like the fucking King of Siam and took a spot right next to one of good citizens who helped him. Did he say thanks? Nope. Did he at least crack a smile? Fuck no. Did he ask in a commanding fuckwad tone to have his floor number pressed? Yep. Fucking crippled dick. (No, I don't have a crippled dick.)
Not too cripply.
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