I am never flying standby to Northern Virginia in the month of June ever again. I swear, leaving Las Vegas is easier than this.
Tag: rage
Side batteries are the stupidest pieces of shit on the planet
Today is one of those days where I wish every living creature on the planet would go fuck themselves. From a bunch of petulant immature fucks scattered throughout the country, black women who don’t know how to drive, the Atlanta Braves, all the way to people who manufacture side-terminal car batteries.
Seriously, is there anything stupider on the planet than side-terminal car batteries? I had an episode today, where I was tasked with switching out a battery of a Chrysler Sebring. No big deal, I’ve swapped batteries on a variety of vehicles in my lifetime before, it’s pretty easy, to be perfectly honest. That is until I realized that the only replacement battery I could find were side-terminals, despite the fact that the car’s previous battery was top-terminal, like most normal cars have. But leave it to Wal-Mart to have nothing but side-terminal batteries, for some reason.
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WTFFFFFFFFFFFF????
Subject says it all. But seriously, what the fuck? I just had jury duty not too long ago already, and now they want me back again? What the hell gives?
Is there that much crime in the city that they have that they have already gone through every single person in the Fulton County pool? Or is it that crooked of a system to where people repeatedly get reeled back in within just months? At least give me a year or something, this is the third time I’ve gotten jury duty in the last six years, with the last two being within the last 12 months.
Seriously, there are a lot of other fucking retards without jobs out there that can sit in a courtroom and pretend like they’re making a difference, but instead, they drag me back in again, where I’m going to have to spend an entire fucking day sitting in a room full of irate people of all races, equally upset that they’ve been summoned in as well. You’d think defendants would be against the idea of being judged by the peers that they’ve inconvenienced to where they wouldn’t commit so many stupid crimes.
Studies show that people can eat my tits
All throughout my life, I have taken a lot of criticism about how I always look angry. Are you okay? Is everything alright? You look upset/mad/pissed about something. Most of the time, I really am fine, regardless of the agitated-looking neutral facial appearance I have. But don’t tell that to the segment of the world that believes that appearances do matter, and I can’t really say I blame them, because often times I think it too.
But it turns out, that those with “aggressive looks” are SCIENTIFICALLY PROVEN to be more generous, selfless and better human beings to their friends and close ones:
…men with angry, violent faces are actually far more likely to makes sacrifices for their close friends.
Well hey, if it was published by the National Institute of Health, it has to be true, right?
So do you hear that? Just because I look pissed doesn’t mean I am upset and homicidal. I’m generous and selfless and put other people first like a kind and considerate motherfucker. I’m more likely to be the best friend you never knew you had, if I don’t scare the shit out of you first.
I hate my gym
I really don’t want to sound like a gym douche, but I think I have some justification for the gripes I have with my gym. Gym douches gripe about inconsequential matters, like whining about the influx of new members after Thanksgiving, New Years, and prior to Spring Break. And how they clog up all the machines and weight stations with their low-impact, laughable-to-them weight numbers. About how they might not be doing something properly, or their choice of gym attire is too new and fashionable to look like a serious gym-goer.
No, I don’t have problems with any of that, because none of that is particularly surprising. All of the above happens all the time, every year, like clockwork, so that stuff doesn’t really bother me that much, not to where I feel the need to gripe about it. My gym gripes are mostly related to the fact that my gym is staffed, or rather in this case, not adequately staffed, and that the gym’s clientele is full of inconsiderate, rude, mostly meathead, assholes.
Today is one of those days
In which I feel as if I have no faith in humanity. I’m not pompous enough to declare myself a metaphorical mister perfect by any stretch of the imagination, but I’ll go as far as to say that things would be a lot better if there were more people that were a little bit more like me than what they typically are on a regular basis. I’m amazed at how spineless, stupid, lacking in common sense, oblivious or all of the above, people sometimes are, and today is one of those days in which I can’t seem to get away from any of these metaphorical life ballasts that make my faith in people dwindle even lower than it sometimes gets.
It’s always like this snowball effect too, because it always starts very innocuously, but as they day progresses, I continue to see more and more stupidity, and then my morale towards the human race dips to where I get saddened by it, and then I become irritable.
Boner conspiracy!
Apparently, the same Boner’s BBQ that I was fascinated with a few months back, is under a ton of fire recently. Mostly, due to the fact that the owner of the company took too personally, a negative review of their business on Yelp. So he did what, well, nobody else has really done, as an actual business owner, and proceeded to go on the company’s Facebook page, post a picture of her (she’s fat, big surprise), tell her to go fuck herself, and to Yelp that, bitch. Pretty much everything has been redacted at this point, and as of my typing this right now, is a whole lot of back-pedaling, damage control, superficial apologies, and naturally because this surfaced on the internet, a whole lot of people trumpeting superficial righteousness.
Firstly, I think that everyone who is condemning Boners is full of shit. There’s a lot of fake righteousness and “that’s now how you run a business” rhetoric being flung around, because other people are watching. Deep down, I have a hard time believing that anyone who has worked in the food-service industry at any point in their lives (which are most, hard-working, had jobs as teenagers), believes for a second that Boners is in the wrong for actually acting on impulse and anger and ripping this heifer a new asshole on the internet. Not tipping is the worst thing a customer can do to an establishment, because someone ends up getting boned in the end (no pun intended), and pretty much everyone who’s ever worked food service has been stiffed somewhere down the line. To these people trumpeting condemnation and wishing for the business to go under, I say you are all either full of shit, or have never worked in the food service industry before and should also go fuck yourselves for being too spoiled to have to.