Where one places all of their shit when they get home. Contents include, but are not limited to: keys, wallet, phone,
phone charger, briefcase, shoes,
gym shoes, receipt from the takeout you grabbed on the way home, spare change, lint,
dog hair, purse, all the chopsticks you stole from the restaurant where you ate lunch, etc etc etc.
Typically spurs a fight with one’s wife, husband, child, or mom when they inevitably trip over your shit or feel it ruins the “cleaning they just fucking did!!!”
Everyone has one. Even the dog.
Mom: “Here’s
the mail that came for you today.”
Son: “Nah it’s cool I don’t want it, just put it in my
shit pile.”
Wife: “I have told you for the LaSt TiMe that the corner of the
counter top is NOT your desk!!!”
Husband: “No, but it IS where my shit pile goes.”
