You know like when you are on vacation in Italy?

Sometimes things can disappoint us. That is just life. Then sometimes you date some bourgeois dude. And when you tell him about a disappointing day you had, he replies,

“You know how like when you go to the Sistine Chapel and it isn’t as big as you thought?”

…To which I reply “You know how sometimes you are homeless and you have to sleep in your car and it isn’t as big as you thought?”

Then I walk through a pile of horse shit and go back to work.