random weirdness

Well firstly yes, I am still alive I have just been absent from the world of blogging recently due to increasingly difficult personal circumstances.
Anyway, I managed to drag my sorry self into town today and managed, as usual to encounter some of my cities weirdest residents.
While walking through the city centre I saw a man throw a handful of rubbish onto the floor, so I kindly pointed out that there are plenty of bins around and his littering was unnecessary and stupid. His nonsensical reply was "yeah, well, just coz you are a prostitute."
I pondered this logic and decided it makes no sense unless "whore" is actually an acronym for "We Help Others Recycle Enthusiastically".
I also had to pop to the local hospital and saw a man leaning against a wall outside the coronary care unit, with ECG stickers still stuck all over him puffing away on a cigarette while saying into his mobile "It wasn't a heart attack, thank god. I am so relieved..."
I would think that if I had been checked into hospital with a suspected heart attack I would wait a little while before sparking up.
And then the other day when I went out I was sat on a bench for a few minutes having a rest when a teenage girl wearing a t-shirt proclaiming "punks not dead" noticed one of my tattoos and started a loud conversation with her friend about how she hates tattoos and thinks that they, and people who have them are tacky. I guess she has not learned about irony yet.