Dear mister turdburger

To the turdburger who lives in my apartment block,

I know that you might think it’s funny to press all of the eight lift floor buttons just before you get out at the ground floor but I’ll tell you something: it’s not, especially when you’re waiting in the basement for that lift which is already one of the slowest lifts in the world. Luckily on this occasion I didn’t have any takeway food with me that was diminishing in quality due to those peskily irresistible laws of thermodynamics but let me tell you this: if I actually catch you doing it you will get a very rude education in what a man with a loud, booming voice and some very choice words can do to your quaint sense of humour.

Cheers,
Your fellow lift user and the voice of fucking reason,
Chris


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5 responses to “Dear mister turdburger”

  1. Carly Lyddiard Avatar

    I’m a little worried that this blog of yours is turning into “What will Oysta rant about next?” jejeje

    Hope things are going a bit better and your blog post reached the lift guy. Surely all lift-button abusers read the internets?! 😛

  2. Christopher Owen Avatar

    @Carly Yeah I think if anything Sydney has made me more cranky but at the same time, more conscientious about how my actions affect others.

    I think my blog would make a good forum for lift-button abusers and their victims 😉

  3. Nick Avatar
    Nick

    I for one would like to vote “turdburger” as a word due for revival. Either that or it’s even funnier cousin, “turdburglar”. Always reminds me of that guy at Mcdonalds…

  4. Christopher Owen Avatar

    @Nick I would also add “Turdhurdler” to that list

  5. Aaron Clownsen Avatar
    Aaron Clownsen

    Ha. Hamburglar.

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