You know what proves some people are truly terrible? Gum in urinals. That’s right — chewed-up, slobbery gum just sitting there like it belongs. Spoiler: it doesn’t. It doesn’t flush, it doesn’t dissolve, and someone — a real human being — has to reach in and scrape it out by hand.

Why? Why would anyone do this? It’s not a trash can. It’s not a chew-and-shoot contest. It’s a urinal. And yet, every time I walk into a public restroom, there it is — a wad of Juicy Fruit mocking both plumbing and humanity.

There’s no excuse for it. It’s not laziness — it’s next-level inconsiderate. The same type of jerk who parks across two spaces or leaves their shopping cart in the middle of the lot. Society is hanging by a thread, and that thread is apparently stuck to the bottom of a urinal.

To whoever’s doing this: you’re the reason we can’t have clean restrooms or faith in mankind. Please, for the love of janitors everywhere — find a trash can. Or better yet, chew with purpose and dignity.

Some humans, man. Just the worst.