Living in FlyOver, you could be forgiven for thinking that assholes were things that only exist in New York, Washington DC, or Los Angeles. Not so! Alas, even we have our fair share.

This Saturday night, I waited patiently outside a downtown eatery for the valet to get my car. As I waited in the arctic air, I felt someone poking me with a piece of paper. I turned to find some crusty bitch waving her valet ticket at me asking me to get her car.

Now, people who actually are car valets are almost certainly better human beings than this broad, so I don’t understand her perceived importance. I kindly pointed out that I was not the man for her, but she didn’t apologize…nor did she recognize the different between the valet logo NOT on my jacket and the huge North Face logo that was.

Knob.

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