Stupid in the workplace, more stange language that women like to say in everday life
Hello, the dark gentleman here. You know, the guy with the dark embrace and the passion effect.
After reading a good book, there is something that had happen to me in which is stupid only because my co-worker does this to me all the time. So without delay, here goes.
Have you ever ask someone something that they did that was stupid, only to be counter back when they ask you some dumb ass question? Oh yes, it seems that a lot of women somehow manage to ask this dumb shit to look smart. Here is an example with a co-worker.
Me: Why do you say that for, "I holla at her because shorty gurl look good, (coming from my co-worker, Laroyce)"
Tamika: Well, why are you goth and why do you dress dark
Me: Simple, I like the beauty of it and to me and that I am the dark gentleman.
Tamika: Well, you can't debate with me because I am older than you and I know more than you.
Me: Well excuse the fuck out of me, but that makes you very arrogant.
Tamika: I named my daughter Maghonomy, after a wood.
Me: (In dissapointment) Why?
Tamika: Because it sounds nice
Me: (Dissapointed)
Part 2:
Me: Why did you take back your husband after he cheated on you when you had your first child?
Tamika: Because she needs her father
Me: Thats interesting, because he probably knew this and that is why he did it in the first place.
Tamika: My grandmother taught me a lot
Me: ( I don't think so)
Part 3: Lynn, the dumbass
Lynn: Young, (refering to me) I take care of the customer, when I actually talking to the customer in the first place.
Me: Why do you like guys that say negative things to you?
Lynn: Because I am from the hood and I like it.
Me: So, you don't like gentlemen that will treat you with respect and honor, and yet, you like thugs?
Lynn: Young, because that's my style and you to nice.
Me: Dissapointed
Part 4: Lynn, the dumbass
Me: Why do you call people the "n" word for
Lynn: Young, I was rasied in the hood in D.C. I like men from new york.
Me: I see, so why do you like men from the hood
Lynn: Young, leave me alone, stop harassing me, stop speaking to me as if I am a lady, I am a hood girl. Don't speak to me with manners.
Me: This is why I dont date most women with this type of attitude
Lynn: I hate you too, you werid and you creeping me out.
Me: I werid, you are the one that allow men to call you, "Hey shorty gurl" (Yes, not girl, but gurl)
Part 5: LaRoyce, the jock
LaRoyce: Hold on player, chill
Me: I just asked an question, why do you call your friends the "n" work
LaRoyce: Because all the sports guys do it and it's a figure of speech. (My mother said this shit once and ever since, I been having some kind of detachment)
Me: That is just fucking stupid
LaRoyce: Don't speak to me then
Me: Sure, no problem
Part 6: LaShawn, the guy that copy's girls cell phone numbers before giving them the damn phone
LaShawn: Robert, why did you tell Lynn to move for?
Me: Simple, because I need to use the computer to print tags for stupid shit that people buys, such things include car toys.
LaShawn: Chill, Chill
Me: It's not cold in here, I warm
Part 7 of Lashwan when talking to women:
LaShawn: Brush up your hair, makes waves so that you can pick up them hoes
Me: (In Dissapointment, this guy just graduated from college somehow, oh wait. He graudated from Virginia State, that does not count).
Me: Well, I just don't like it, and I like the way I am now
LaShawn: You going to have a hard time getting girls because you to nice and polite
Me: At last, It's offical, people are stupid. Finally, why I cannot get a girl, I to damn nice and a gentleman.
Part 8: Kevin, the guy that kisses the manager ass (Highly effective at at to increase his income)
Kevin: Why do you wear black lipstick and a cloak for
Me: Simple, because I like to wear black lipstick, and the cloak keeps me warm in cold weather, like all through november and december
Kevin: But I saying though, why
Me: I just told you
Kevin: That is why we don't respect you
Me: I not here for you respect, I here to work, get paid, and go the fuck home
Kevin: That is why Lynn don't like you, we from the hood playa.
Kevin: Stop speaking to the girls with respect.
Me: Somehow, most of my co-workers are from new york, new jersey, and D.C.
Kevin: What's up Morphus
Me: Oh, you refering to me.
Kevin: Well, you the only one who dresses like that
Me: It's going to be a long day at work
Kevin to manager: What's up doggie fresh
Kevin to Bill: Hey Kill Bill
Kevil to Arch: Hey Charlie Murphy
Kevin to Me: What's up Morphus
Kevin to Lynn: What up baby girl
Kevin to LaRoyce: What up playa
Kevin to LaShawn: What up homeboy
Doug: The manager with growing ear hair and tries to talk slang.
Doug: (Snatch paper from my hand) You dont know nothing about cell phones, I handle all cell phone orders and I take care of all cell phone customers so that I can make money. Hehehehe, what a dumbass.
Doug to kevin: What up playboy, youngbuck, bigpimpin, playa, coolguy, and the list goes on.
Doug: Looks me up and down, "what is up with the skirt"
Me: What do you mean, I look professional, I got my white button up shirt, with my tag, and my man-skirt, the day is slow, there is no business and somehow, old people like it.
Doug: Not on my sales floor. I here to make money and pay the student loan that I wasted in college for majoring in communications. Proff, that almost every major in college is just bullshit. Except Philosohpy, I like to read and to write.
Me: You majored in communications and you work here as a store manager for fourteen years, I agree, that is a waste. Proff that having a college degree can't give you an six figure income, unless you major in Chemestry and other hard stuff.
Bill: The associate manager, older than kevin, but somehow, he is lower than kevin in the corporate chain, in other words, Doug: Store Manager, Kevin: Assistant Manager, Bill: Assistant Manager. Go, figure, Me: Stock guy, but to dress up my position, I am caled "Sales Associate". Don't you just love corporate life. If there was ever one in the first place. I get to dress up to work, only to have boxes with dumbshit to put it. I need to be an CEO of some bullshit company.
Bill: Hello, Mr Robert
Me: Hello, Mr Bill
Bill: I with a customer right now, so for me to talk to him/her about this item is going to take about an hour.
Me: The damn item is a batter, a headphone set, a cable spliter, a toy, a video cable. Simple stuff, but yet, needs explaining.
Arch, the christian that looks at college girls butts
Arch: Woof, Woof, barking like a damn dog and thinks it's funny
Me: It's another day until 6:00 p.m.
Arch: Yeah man, look at the dunka-dunka- on that light skinned girl
Me: How old are you?
Arch: 34
Me: I don't the type of girls that wear extremely tight ass pants to show their ass so that guys can look.
Arch: Well, you wear dark clothing
Me: Well, I dont show my ass, now do I
Arch: Yeah, but you supposed to look at her ass, and have sex with her.
Me: So, I could get her pregant and spend the rest of life just like you in this store
Arch: Yeah
Me: (walk away)
Part 2:
Arch: Yeah man, Adam, messed up in the bible
Me: Is the king james version that you are reading
Arch: But that version is true
Me: How, it was written by king james, history proves that
Arch: Well, I am a christian, and all that music you listen to scares me, but I like barry white and other brothas that say and lie to women, just like R Kelly.
True fact: It is proven that many babies were born while people were fucking to the songs that are made by R Kelly, such songs are bump and grind, and age does not matter, and you saved me, after the child porn thing.
So, this is the typical day in the life of the dark gentleman inside a working enviroment. Where dumbasses are all around and where customers plunder money instead of doing creative things with it. Oh, I don't know, like buying food and getting the fuck out of my face.
Stay tuned, for I shall expain why there shall not be any religion in schools and why I am rooting for the terroist, if that what they refer themeselves to.
Robert, The Dark Gentleman
After reading a good book, there is something that had happen to me in which is stupid only because my co-worker does this to me all the time. So without delay, here goes.
Have you ever ask someone something that they did that was stupid, only to be counter back when they ask you some dumb ass question? Oh yes, it seems that a lot of women somehow manage to ask this dumb shit to look smart. Here is an example with a co-worker.
Me: Why do you say that for, "I holla at her because shorty gurl look good, (coming from my co-worker, Laroyce)"
Tamika: Well, why are you goth and why do you dress dark
Me: Simple, I like the beauty of it and to me and that I am the dark gentleman.
Tamika: Well, you can't debate with me because I am older than you and I know more than you.
Me: Well excuse the fuck out of me, but that makes you very arrogant.
Tamika: I named my daughter Maghonomy, after a wood.
Me: (In dissapointment) Why?
Tamika: Because it sounds nice
Me: (Dissapointed)
Part 2:
Me: Why did you take back your husband after he cheated on you when you had your first child?
Tamika: Because she needs her father
Me: Thats interesting, because he probably knew this and that is why he did it in the first place.
Tamika: My grandmother taught me a lot
Me: ( I don't think so)
Part 3: Lynn, the dumbass
Lynn: Young, (refering to me) I take care of the customer, when I actually talking to the customer in the first place.
Me: Why do you like guys that say negative things to you?
Lynn: Because I am from the hood and I like it.
Me: So, you don't like gentlemen that will treat you with respect and honor, and yet, you like thugs?
Lynn: Young, because that's my style and you to nice.
Me: Dissapointed
Part 4: Lynn, the dumbass
Me: Why do you call people the "n" word for
Lynn: Young, I was rasied in the hood in D.C. I like men from new york.
Me: I see, so why do you like men from the hood
Lynn: Young, leave me alone, stop harassing me, stop speaking to me as if I am a lady, I am a hood girl. Don't speak to me with manners.
Me: This is why I dont date most women with this type of attitude
Lynn: I hate you too, you werid and you creeping me out.
Me: I werid, you are the one that allow men to call you, "Hey shorty gurl" (Yes, not girl, but gurl)
Part 5: LaRoyce, the jock
LaRoyce: Hold on player, chill
Me: I just asked an question, why do you call your friends the "n" work
LaRoyce: Because all the sports guys do it and it's a figure of speech. (My mother said this shit once and ever since, I been having some kind of detachment)
Me: That is just fucking stupid
LaRoyce: Don't speak to me then
Me: Sure, no problem
Part 6: LaShawn, the guy that copy's girls cell phone numbers before giving them the damn phone
LaShawn: Robert, why did you tell Lynn to move for?
Me: Simple, because I need to use the computer to print tags for stupid shit that people buys, such things include car toys.
LaShawn: Chill, Chill
Me: It's not cold in here, I warm
Part 7 of Lashwan when talking to women:
LaShawn: Brush up your hair, makes waves so that you can pick up them hoes
Me: (In Dissapointment, this guy just graduated from college somehow, oh wait. He graudated from Virginia State, that does not count).
Me: Well, I just don't like it, and I like the way I am now
LaShawn: You going to have a hard time getting girls because you to nice and polite
Me: At last, It's offical, people are stupid. Finally, why I cannot get a girl, I to damn nice and a gentleman.
Part 8: Kevin, the guy that kisses the manager ass (Highly effective at at to increase his income)
Kevin: Why do you wear black lipstick and a cloak for
Me: Simple, because I like to wear black lipstick, and the cloak keeps me warm in cold weather, like all through november and december
Kevin: But I saying though, why
Me: I just told you
Kevin: That is why we don't respect you
Me: I not here for you respect, I here to work, get paid, and go the fuck home
Kevin: That is why Lynn don't like you, we from the hood playa.
Kevin: Stop speaking to the girls with respect.
Me: Somehow, most of my co-workers are from new york, new jersey, and D.C.
Kevin: What's up Morphus
Me: Oh, you refering to me.
Kevin: Well, you the only one who dresses like that
Me: It's going to be a long day at work
Kevin to manager: What's up doggie fresh
Kevin to Bill: Hey Kill Bill
Kevil to Arch: Hey Charlie Murphy
Kevin to Me: What's up Morphus
Kevin to Lynn: What up baby girl
Kevin to LaRoyce: What up playa
Kevin to LaShawn: What up homeboy
Doug: The manager with growing ear hair and tries to talk slang.
Doug: (Snatch paper from my hand) You dont know nothing about cell phones, I handle all cell phone orders and I take care of all cell phone customers so that I can make money. Hehehehe, what a dumbass.
Doug to kevin: What up playboy, youngbuck, bigpimpin, playa, coolguy, and the list goes on.
Doug: Looks me up and down, "what is up with the skirt"
Me: What do you mean, I look professional, I got my white button up shirt, with my tag, and my man-skirt, the day is slow, there is no business and somehow, old people like it.
Doug: Not on my sales floor. I here to make money and pay the student loan that I wasted in college for majoring in communications. Proff, that almost every major in college is just bullshit. Except Philosohpy, I like to read and to write.
Me: You majored in communications and you work here as a store manager for fourteen years, I agree, that is a waste. Proff that having a college degree can't give you an six figure income, unless you major in Chemestry and other hard stuff.
Bill: The associate manager, older than kevin, but somehow, he is lower than kevin in the corporate chain, in other words, Doug: Store Manager, Kevin: Assistant Manager, Bill: Assistant Manager. Go, figure, Me: Stock guy, but to dress up my position, I am caled "Sales Associate". Don't you just love corporate life. If there was ever one in the first place. I get to dress up to work, only to have boxes with dumbshit to put it. I need to be an CEO of some bullshit company.
Bill: Hello, Mr Robert
Me: Hello, Mr Bill
Bill: I with a customer right now, so for me to talk to him/her about this item is going to take about an hour.
Me: The damn item is a batter, a headphone set, a cable spliter, a toy, a video cable. Simple stuff, but yet, needs explaining.
Arch, the christian that looks at college girls butts
Arch: Woof, Woof, barking like a damn dog and thinks it's funny
Me: It's another day until 6:00 p.m.
Arch: Yeah man, look at the dunka-dunka- on that light skinned girl
Me: How old are you?
Arch: 34
Me: I don't the type of girls that wear extremely tight ass pants to show their ass so that guys can look.
Arch: Well, you wear dark clothing
Me: Well, I dont show my ass, now do I
Arch: Yeah, but you supposed to look at her ass, and have sex with her.
Me: So, I could get her pregant and spend the rest of life just like you in this store
Arch: Yeah
Me: (walk away)
Part 2:
Arch: Yeah man, Adam, messed up in the bible
Me: Is the king james version that you are reading
Arch: But that version is true
Me: How, it was written by king james, history proves that
Arch: Well, I am a christian, and all that music you listen to scares me, but I like barry white and other brothas that say and lie to women, just like R Kelly.
True fact: It is proven that many babies were born while people were fucking to the songs that are made by R Kelly, such songs are bump and grind, and age does not matter, and you saved me, after the child porn thing.
So, this is the typical day in the life of the dark gentleman inside a working enviroment. Where dumbasses are all around and where customers plunder money instead of doing creative things with it. Oh, I don't know, like buying food and getting the fuck out of my face.
Stay tuned, for I shall expain why there shall not be any religion in schools and why I am rooting for the terroist, if that what they refer themeselves to.
Robert, The Dark Gentleman