I hate it when people ask me to do shit for them

kendalllobsters:

and they’re perfectly capable of doing it themselves

ex. “Can you get me a piece of paper that’s on the other side of the class?   I’m doing my homework.” 

First of all, I don’t even know where the paper is.   Saying ‘over there’ isn’t going to magically make me find it

Second, fuck you, you’re lazy and I’m lazy.   I guess we’re both not getting paper now.

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