Couples are fucking pieces of shit.
Last year, I was one of the few people who stayed on campus during spring break. I was taking the trash out and went to my dorm's elevator hoping to take it the ground floor where the trash disposal was all by myself because campus has become a ghost town. I was wrong. A couple got on the elevator the floor below mine. I would have been perfectly find with that, but no, the moment the elevator doors closed, they started loudly kissing right next to me. I mean, what the fuck? Do these people not have any concept of "get a room"??? Campus is a fucking ghost town. You can kiss anywhere, but no, you have to kiss in a cramped elevator next to the only other person for miles. Meanwhile I'm hold my bag of trash waiting for this extremely uncomfortable situation I was placed in without my consent, waiting for the elevator ride to end so I can GTFO and never see those bastards again.
What do you know, later that day when I was bringing back a pizza my fat ass got from a local restaurant, I bumped into the same couple again and had to take the elevator with them once more. At least they weren't asshats this time.
