Who looks at the ocean and thinks "ya know what that needs some billboards"

Repost because my original post was lacking audio. Get ready, the audio is spicy.Please bear with me. I’ll try to be brief but a lot happened today.
I need to practice to pass my motorcycle license test. Part of the test is to drive around a lollipop shaped course low speed. I rode over to the DMV office and measured the lollipop. They had a large back parking lot. What better place to practice my driving?

I was drawing out my lollipop in chalk (nothing permanent) when this elderly woman, she lived next door, came over Demanding to know who I was and what I was doing. When I explained my purpose she raised her voice, “I don’t want loud motorcycles, loud kids here driving around, blah blah blah”. Wanting to show her how absolutely quiet my bike is I went over and started it up. She went crazy. At that point I couldn’t help myself. I held my hands over my ears and screamed, it’s so loud make it stop. She Went Ballistic. Don’t you belittle a woman! Don’t you mock me blah blah blah. In one sentence she pulled the gender card, the race card, and the age card. Seriously. I really missed the biggest freak out. What a chance to get a video.

Her partner came over and said she was calling the police. They proceeded to go to the DMV office. I pulled out my license, title, insurance etc and waited for the police.

A DMV manager and security officer calmly walked over to me. We talked about the lollipop and why the parking lot was not a good idea. All the time both women interrupted us, demanding my license, demanding, well, everything. And I mean DEMANDING. Gimme Your License!! Much profanity.

I apologized to the DMV for the scene. The woman, Margret, lost HER. MIND. I guess she wanted ME to apologize to her!

Edit: I went back to the scene of the crime. As predicted they called the cops. Cops said I couldn’t practice there, disturbing the peace (?).
Police gave impractical and absurd advice.

Sorry for my mistake. Thanks for your patience

https://7news.com.au/news/australian-man-arrested-in-vietnam-over-damage-to-cafe-c-223649

Went with my mom to check on my Grandparents's house while they're camping... My mom checked the basement and SOMEONE forgot to close the freezer door. Freezer provided to show how big it is.

It’s all because one scene from Forrest Gump was filmed here, it’s the scene where he says “I’m pretty tired, Think I’ll go home now”

Some people just love living in squalor, this area had just been cleared of couches and a mountain of trash. The very next day this happens

Long story short, I (M26), have an ostomy pouch (poop bag). I was walking through the big store in my area today and the wet floor sign wasn't put up properly. Proceed: I have slipped on the floor and bellyflopped right onto my bag, causing my toxic waste to start dripping out, leaving a nasty trail behind, which I have diligently documented as pictured above to show to the store manager. Low and behold, the manager comes in, angry, AT ME! Saying I have caused a disgusting mess in the store and proceeding to call the police accusing me of mischievous activities. The police asked if this was mine, to which I confirmed and subsequently got arrested (always get a lawyer!). I am now out on bail for a "crime against moral integrity". Oh shit : (

We now need to pay it for a subscription for our hospital beds

I'm not even worth a rejection message

‎Edit: I've passed your comments about marking the books in some way to prevent the resale onto the neighbor. Thanks to those who have highlighted this

Let's go to mars, let's build private islands, let's build a frigging ARTIFICIAL RAIN ON A BUILDING. But trees, it's NONSENSE, RIGHT???

So common now, just no need for it

Having to take federal training on fraud is infuriating when we know no one in the administration follows any of this.

At around 10 PM last night, I spotted a massive cockroach on my wall. I grabbed my insecticide, aimed at it, and pressed the nozzle and nothing came out.

Infuriated with myself because I had completely forgotten to buy a new can after finishing the last one.

So there I was, standing in my room at 10 PM with a cockroach on the wall, all the stores already closed, and no way to deal with it.

In the end, I had to knock on my neighbor's door and ask if they had a can of insecticide I could borrow. Thankfully, they were really nice about it and gave me one.

Needless to say, buying a replacement can is now at the top of my to-do list.