No one either wearing, working for or representing American Apparel ever effed up my lunch conversation, ruined my movie or almost got me killed weaving all over the road because their brains were too tiny to handle simultaneously wearing American Apparel and the other task at hand. Just saying.

What the fuck is wrong with McDonalds. Man I hate the world.

I certainly have trouble with some of American Apparel’s purposefully odd advertisements and billboards, but yeah, I’ve never had to get all up on the back page of the L.A. Weekly and tell some faux-porny t-shirted model to STFU!

Who’s to say Dov Charney and his legion of barely legal models aren’t the ones yammering around on their cell phones?

After seeing an overweight woman in AA’s shiny gold spandex tights, I sealed my hatred of all things American Apparel. Plus, sweatshop free or no, thats some glorified WalMart crap.

Meh. I dislike any retailer that sells such plain clothing, yet wants to charge me so much. Yet, I dislike cell phone users so much. This one is tough…

I was in a public restroom Saturday night, standing at a urinal, you know, taking care of business, when an older guy (late-50s) walked up to the next urinal. He never stopped shouting into his phone, holding it to his ear with one hand while the other pulled out his junk and began to pee. What the hell??? Is no place sacred? And, is that more rude to those of us around him, or the person on the other end of the phone?

okay. That is just nasty. And the person on the other side of the line must have heard the splash action. Yech. Poor you!

I was in line at Social Security the other day (lost my card years ago, needed it for new job, etc.) and this stereotypical RYA (rich young asshole) basically took three calls in quick succession at top volume, basically spitting profanities and venom at the caller non-stop. Every single person in that 500-square-foot corner of the room heard it, and most of them looked like they were cringeing. You could almost hear the relief when his customer-number was announced, meaning he had to hang up, take care of business and save the piss and vinegar for another day.

Ok this is a tough call.

Man I really dislike the both of them.

Hmmmm….

Not hard for me. How I spend my money is in my control so AA get’s my no vote everytime I shop which is somewhere else.

The yappers are out of my control short of a felonious assault. They got my vote.

This is way after the fact, but I am ashamed to admit I love American Apparel. That’s one of the few retail stores I go to. You know how there are those people that have lots of gap outfits, I’m the American Apparel version of that person.

Browne