Sometimes the squeaky wheel gets replaced.
The cocaine energy drinks taste like spicy shit that's been hiding in the ass of a hooker for enough time that it's developed a serious problem called gonorrhea.
Yay!
Today I was accused of being a racist. I was told that I didn't give her the level of customer service that was expected. I ignored her yesterday and made the black girl who was working on the sandwich line make her sandwich. How racist of me. Today I ignored her because I was getting someone else's sandwich and talking to them (they were white!) So, therefore because I was helping those who came before them and just because I was talking to them at the time, I'm a white supremacist. "Let me tell you something, you work here and you got to deal with people of all races and colors. And I'm going to go to your manager and tell him about your racist tendencies." First of all you ignoramus I know I have to deal with stupid people like you. I am antistupid, not anti black. I don't care what color you are, I'll hate you. I'm equal oppurtunity goddamn it. If I'm anything it's a fucking vile empty void of a human being who thrives on the hatred I create. I can't be blamed because I want to talk to some Europeans whom are not the same cookie cutter personality that I'm used to.
Why do I want to kick you in the taint until you pass out from the pain. I'll waterboard the fuck outta you just because you asked a stupid question. I hate myself for feeling that way. But, when stuff like that happens, just at a turning point where I'm starting to regain my faith in humanity. I get hit with this kind of foolishness. I began to wonder if I was on some kind of hidden camera show. It's ridiculous how I'm feeling, all I want to do is sleep all day and be quiet. I don't want to deal with people anymore. Nobody interests me. I've lost my joie d'vivre. I try to be happy, I try to be forgiving and understanding. People like this lady do no good for anyone. Especially not me. I try my best, I try harder than my best. No matter what happens though I can't think straight and I can't seem to defend myself, or communicate a matter eloquently like I used to. I'm just drifting and I'm quite sick of it. But, something in me, that I should have figured out by now (psychology...) I just can't seem to work through my problems. I'm going to bed now. I want to wake up early enough so that I can go to the gym get a haircut.
Yay!
Today I was accused of being a racist. I was told that I didn't give her the level of customer service that was expected. I ignored her yesterday and made the black girl who was working on the sandwich line make her sandwich. How racist of me. Today I ignored her because I was getting someone else's sandwich and talking to them (they were white!) So, therefore because I was helping those who came before them and just because I was talking to them at the time, I'm a white supremacist. "Let me tell you something, you work here and you got to deal with people of all races and colors. And I'm going to go to your manager and tell him about your racist tendencies." First of all you ignoramus I know I have to deal with stupid people like you. I am antistupid, not anti black. I don't care what color you are, I'll hate you. I'm equal oppurtunity goddamn it. If I'm anything it's a fucking vile empty void of a human being who thrives on the hatred I create. I can't be blamed because I want to talk to some Europeans whom are not the same cookie cutter personality that I'm used to.
Why do I want to kick you in the taint until you pass out from the pain. I'll waterboard the fuck outta you just because you asked a stupid question. I hate myself for feeling that way. But, when stuff like that happens, just at a turning point where I'm starting to regain my faith in humanity. I get hit with this kind of foolishness. I began to wonder if I was on some kind of hidden camera show. It's ridiculous how I'm feeling, all I want to do is sleep all day and be quiet. I don't want to deal with people anymore. Nobody interests me. I've lost my joie d'vivre. I try to be happy, I try to be forgiving and understanding. People like this lady do no good for anyone. Especially not me. I try my best, I try harder than my best. No matter what happens though I can't think straight and I can't seem to defend myself, or communicate a matter eloquently like I used to. I'm just drifting and I'm quite sick of it. But, something in me, that I should have figured out by now (psychology...) I just can't seem to work through my problems. I'm going to bed now. I want to wake up early enough so that I can go to the gym get a haircut.