8:41 p.m. - 2004-11-03
Psycho Gamers and Stupid Co-workers
Hey Megatron, mind killing off a few flesh-bags for me?
Megatron: gladly
Good here's the list.
Lets start with the Psycho-Gamer who came in to Planet Games today shall we. and when i say psycho-gamer i mean it in every sense of the word. he happily admitted that he was addicted to violent games, and tended to be very aggressive. now normally i wouldnt give a flying halfwit about what he likes and doesnt - video games barely interest me after all (with the exception of one ROTK X-Box) - but when he decided to go all aggressive on me, was when i drew the line. this guy was a freak.
Lets face it.. those arcade games are antiques, from the 70s/80s.. of course they're not going to be 100% kink-free. understand that you stupid jackass before you come yelling and screaming at me, and threatening to smash showcases and punch out helpless robots who are simply on display.
Megatron: for that alone i will gladly send the fool on his way to oblivion.
all that show of anger and aggression lasted the entire day, but the sweet irony of it was that the zip of his shorts had been undone the whole time. *smirks wryly*.... you're probably wondering why i didnt report the guy and have him chucked out...
simply because my supervisors and co-workers are a bunch of jackasses in their own right. i did tell the others about him, only to have one of them tell me not to overreact, and another who said, "Stop turning a little seed into a big mountain". FUCK YOU! for one, its 'dont make a mountain out of a molehill' so stop butchering the English language. for another, you were not the one being threatened by a psycho gamer.
so slag that idea, and slag them while you're at it Megatron.
then we have pseudo-gay guy try to preach to me about what is right and wrong in the Catholic religion. *rolls optics*. to do that, at least make sure that you and i are both Catholic. just because you spoke to one priest, doesnt make you an fucking expert on the faith you asshole, and you're not even a Catholic to boot, so what the frag makes you think you can tell me, a born and bred Catholic, from a born and bred Catholic family, that what i've been handed down from generations is wrong, and what you've heard from this so-called priest of yours is right?!
y'know what, you CANT! so fuck you and the goat that stampeded over you!
GAH! some guys,i swear, cannot accept the fact that they are wrong, and even worse, their pathetic little fragile egos make it that they cant bear to be wrong in front of a GIRL! for Primus' sake Megatron, vaporise that pansy bitch now!!
Megatron: *BOOM*
Thank you.
*Sigh* in more work woes.. cut the back of my ankle on a chair yesterday morning and now the thing smarts like hell. and while shutting down one of the computers this evening, as i reached into the cupboard to switch the CPU off, i dont know, maybe it was the musty air that hit me full on cos my eyes started to sting like slag.
is there some hidden entity in the Annex that has something against me?!
in other news...i have given myself Saturdays off. money be damned, i value my sanity (at least MY version of sanity) more.
Sunday was good, after choir i hung out at Orchard Road a little, before meeting up with Jean at CQ... i indulged and bought a pewter-grey 'Heroes Of Cybertron' Wheeljack, and a Cosy Heart Penguin to go with my Bright Heart Raccoon.
i was longing for monday. it was All Saints Day and it was the first day i got to wear my new choir robes. man, it felt like graduating. i dont know, its like you take on this whole new aura when you put it on, and you tend to sing better too, cos Bernard said it was one of the best performances we've ever given... and it felt like it. i still have "Well Done, Faithful Servants" stuck in my head.
wish we could wear robes all the time.
KY, thanks for the entertainment via sms. appreciate it =)
i really need to go watch Princess Diaries 2 after work tomorrow.. i could use a serious perk up.
