We run into daily "razor burn"... those irritants that we see people do and just... well, irritate and we wonder why in the world, why?! Us men at ManPossible experience a few of those ourselves. We thought why not share these comical moments and perhaps offer some soothing life "moisturizers" by sharing. A concept born out of our brainstorm meetings. So, when you're all groomed out, please stop by and see what "razor burn" our team has run into lately!
Let It Go, Let It Go
02/02/2014
I had this ingenious idea to go to Disneyland on Super Bowl Sunday! Well guess what? So did all the other mofos and their kids.
Typical wait time for rides went from an average of 20 minutes to 1 hour throughout the day. The ride we rode on the most was the damn monorail that connected the theme park to Downtown Disney… go ahead, laugh at me. The first time we got on the ride by accident while the second time we took it to grab lunch at Earl of Sandwich (by far one of the BEST sandwich places EVER!!!! in Disneyland, perhaps cuz I was hungry while waiting in line).
WTF. It’s A Small World and Finding Nemo Submarine Voyage rides were closed due to maintenance and refurbishment!!!!! Not having found Nemo, I broke away from my girlfriend’s comforting grip to clear my head from the devastating disappointment. But from the corner of my eye, I saw something that turned my frown into a roaring laughter.
There, standing against the fenced walls of the Nemo ride stood two men in their late 20s. One of the guys had his body bent forward and is puking all over the floor as his friend stands next to him encouraging him to “let it all out”. I wasn’t the only one caught in amazement by this disturbing sight. Couple feet behind the two was the Space Mountain line that was wrapped halfway around the ride. People waiting in line were pointing fingers and making a face of disgust.
I thought to myself, there were these two mofos who did some hardcore partying and thought it would be an awesome idea to hit up dland the next day and live to tell their friends… Or they were so disappointed about not finding Nemo… Or the two just got off the Spinning Teacup ride and was overwhelmed by the tornado like speed and caved in (I hope and prayed that this was what happened). Either way, I can tell you that the cleaning lady didn’t feel like she was at the happiest place on earth when she got to the crime scene.
by ManNonimous staff
Typical wait time for rides went from an average of 20 minutes to 1 hour throughout the day. The ride we rode on the most was the damn monorail that connected the theme park to Downtown Disney… go ahead, laugh at me. The first time we got on the ride by accident while the second time we took it to grab lunch at Earl of Sandwich (by far one of the BEST sandwich places EVER!!!! in Disneyland, perhaps cuz I was hungry while waiting in line).
WTF. It’s A Small World and Finding Nemo Submarine Voyage rides were closed due to maintenance and refurbishment!!!!! Not having found Nemo, I broke away from my girlfriend’s comforting grip to clear my head from the devastating disappointment. But from the corner of my eye, I saw something that turned my frown into a roaring laughter.
There, standing against the fenced walls of the Nemo ride stood two men in their late 20s. One of the guys had his body bent forward and is puking all over the floor as his friend stands next to him encouraging him to “let it all out”. I wasn’t the only one caught in amazement by this disturbing sight. Couple feet behind the two was the Space Mountain line that was wrapped halfway around the ride. People waiting in line were pointing fingers and making a face of disgust.
I thought to myself, there were these two mofos who did some hardcore partying and thought it would be an awesome idea to hit up dland the next day and live to tell their friends… Or they were so disappointed about not finding Nemo… Or the two just got off the Spinning Teacup ride and was overwhelmed by the tornado like speed and caved in (I hope and prayed that this was what happened). Either way, I can tell you that the cleaning lady didn’t feel like she was at the happiest place on earth when she got to the crime scene.
by ManNonimous staff
Move B%$#H!
01/31/2014
MOVE B%$#H! (GET OUT OF THE WAY)
I dedicate this song/music video to all the people who randomly stop in the middle of a crowded walkway. MOVE B%$#H!!!!
I’m willing to bet a pitcher of beer that almost everyone has one time or another bumped into a situation where some random person in front of you decides to stop in the middle of a crowded walkway for no reason what-so-ever. I have personally seen and experienced this act of stupidity numerous times. This has to be by far one of my biggest pet peeves. As fate would have it, over the weekend I saw someone take this act to a whole new level.
So this past weekend my girlfriend and I went to an annual cultural festival. As expected, there were couple thousand people gathered at this convention. As we started to navigate through the crowd to go from one end of the exhibition hall to the next, the traffic started to pick up. As a rule of thumb, there is an imaginary line dividing the opposite traffic flow (you guys know what I’m talking about). There were countless times where the person in front of us decides to STOP (all of a sudden) to talk on the phone, chat with someone or simply freeze right where he or she was standing for no reason. WTF! At least have some common courtesy for those behind you! Pull over to the side!
The biggest shocker came as we were half way through the expo. The two of us were strolling down an aisle browsing different booths that were setup on each sides. Since there were quite a few people, the pacing was fairly slow. As we continue to move forward, I see this man in his late 50s pushing a baby cart coming from the opposite side of the imaginary line towards us. Out of no where, this person makes eye contact with someone on our side of the path and stops dead in his tracks and started making conversations for the entire world to hear. To further promote himself in the hierarchy of douchebags, the man lets go of the baby cart (leaving it in the middle of a crowded walkway) and walks directly towards his equally douchey friend to carry on the conversation, talk and cock block to the rest of the world… classy! At that point I had to fight the urge to go over to his stroller and push it off to the side (let me clarify that the baby cart was empty). What do you guys think about petitioning to have a 5 second rule applied to those who are walking? “If you stop dead on your tracks for more than 5 seconds in a crowded environment, the person or people behind you (who you are blocking) have the right to smack you upside the head”.
by ManNonimous staff
I dedicate this song/music video to all the people who randomly stop in the middle of a crowded walkway. MOVE B%$#H!!!!
I’m willing to bet a pitcher of beer that almost everyone has one time or another bumped into a situation where some random person in front of you decides to stop in the middle of a crowded walkway for no reason what-so-ever. I have personally seen and experienced this act of stupidity numerous times. This has to be by far one of my biggest pet peeves. As fate would have it, over the weekend I saw someone take this act to a whole new level.
So this past weekend my girlfriend and I went to an annual cultural festival. As expected, there were couple thousand people gathered at this convention. As we started to navigate through the crowd to go from one end of the exhibition hall to the next, the traffic started to pick up. As a rule of thumb, there is an imaginary line dividing the opposite traffic flow (you guys know what I’m talking about). There were countless times where the person in front of us decides to STOP (all of a sudden) to talk on the phone, chat with someone or simply freeze right where he or she was standing for no reason. WTF! At least have some common courtesy for those behind you! Pull over to the side!
The biggest shocker came as we were half way through the expo. The two of us were strolling down an aisle browsing different booths that were setup on each sides. Since there were quite a few people, the pacing was fairly slow. As we continue to move forward, I see this man in his late 50s pushing a baby cart coming from the opposite side of the imaginary line towards us. Out of no where, this person makes eye contact with someone on our side of the path and stops dead in his tracks and started making conversations for the entire world to hear. To further promote himself in the hierarchy of douchebags, the man lets go of the baby cart (leaving it in the middle of a crowded walkway) and walks directly towards his equally douchey friend to carry on the conversation, talk and cock block to the rest of the world… classy! At that point I had to fight the urge to go over to his stroller and push it off to the side (let me clarify that the baby cart was empty). What do you guys think about petitioning to have a 5 second rule applied to those who are walking? “If you stop dead on your tracks for more than 5 seconds in a crowded environment, the person or people behind you (who you are blocking) have the right to smack you upside the head”.
by ManNonimous staff
THAT AWKWARD MOMENT...
01/20/2014
That awkward moment when you say goodbye to the person in conversation, only to find out, you and that person are heading towards the same direction…
A true story.
I just finished my second week in my new job and was heading out to the parking lot across the street. While I was waiting on the corner for the light to turn, a girl happened to walk up next to me. Keep in mind that this is only my second week on the job and being a man, I only recognized her face (and body) but not the name. I had no idea what her name was, but I’ve seen her in the office. As a sign of politeness, we began to make small talk about work. The obvious questions were: “How’s work”?, “Have things been busy for you”? “Any plans for the weekend”? Blah, blah blah...
During our conversation the light turned green, signaling us to cross. Upon arriving at the parking lot, I immediately ended the soulless conversation by saying bye and wishing her a goodnight. As I set forth towards my car at the far end of the lot, I noticed that same girl striding ahead walking towards the same direction. To avoid an awkward conversation, I slowed down my pace and pulled out my phone pretending to check for texts, while secretly hoping she had enough time to get to her car and drive away. 45 seconds later, it became obvious that her route wasn’t changing. The “FML” moment came when I noticed the girl stepping into the car parked next to mine. Feeling embarrassed, I picked up my pace and headed towards my car.
To make things even more awkward, I decided to say one last goodbye and wished her a safe drive home before heading into my car and palming myself in the face…
by ManNonimous staff
A true story.
I just finished my second week in my new job and was heading out to the parking lot across the street. While I was waiting on the corner for the light to turn, a girl happened to walk up next to me. Keep in mind that this is only my second week on the job and being a man, I only recognized her face (and body) but not the name. I had no idea what her name was, but I’ve seen her in the office. As a sign of politeness, we began to make small talk about work. The obvious questions were: “How’s work”?, “Have things been busy for you”? “Any plans for the weekend”? Blah, blah blah...
During our conversation the light turned green, signaling us to cross. Upon arriving at the parking lot, I immediately ended the soulless conversation by saying bye and wishing her a goodnight. As I set forth towards my car at the far end of the lot, I noticed that same girl striding ahead walking towards the same direction. To avoid an awkward conversation, I slowed down my pace and pulled out my phone pretending to check for texts, while secretly hoping she had enough time to get to her car and drive away. 45 seconds later, it became obvious that her route wasn’t changing. The “FML” moment came when I noticed the girl stepping into the car parked next to mine. Feeling embarrassed, I picked up my pace and headed towards my car.
To make things even more awkward, I decided to say one last goodbye and wished her a safe drive home before heading into my car and palming myself in the face…
by ManNonimous staff