by Guest » Tue 01 Nov 2005, 19:05:05
I'm just intensely angry most of the day because of all the shit people put on me over petty things.
I'm not a naturally angry person, but it's bizarre to see people scream at you over something like a broken computer or a broken appliance.
It would be better not to have these things at all, than to have people screaming about them. Non-lasting things make people unhappy -- that much I see every single friggin' day.
And then they offload all their hate onto me. Day after day after day.
The truth is, stuff is made real crappy nowadays. Cheaply made junk. And I guess I should be grateful that this creates a lot of jobs for "service technicians."
And the poor people, they spend all this money to buy extra warranty protection BUT . . . but, read between the lines. There's all kinds of caveats where the warranty doesn't apply.
That's right -- you buy junk that's going to break, then you buy a warranty cause you know it's junk, but then when it breaks, if you didn't do this or didn't do that, or you were negligent for thsi reason, sorry, now pay half the cost of what you bought the thing for to have it fixed!
And I get the brunt. And the pigs on Wall Street and behind the mahogany, they created this hell for us, and they enjoy enjoy enjoy.
I used to work at a slaughterhouse. Cows and bulls just had no clue what was happening. Bang! One in the brain and they fell like a ton of bricks. Sometimes they lived through it and made a real racket.
The sheep -- they watched their brothers and sisters getting cut, and they seemed to cry. I would try to pet them, but they would turn away from me, as if to say, "Get away from me you murderer!"
But the pigs! Now they were amazing. A pig could be up on the chain, squealing while it's blood ran out just inches away, and the other pigs are just sitting there, "Oh hell, it won't EVER happen to me! They'd be licking up the blood and mounting each other, right up until I went into the corral with the long, long chain. Oh then, it was "oh please oh please oh please not me! It's NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN TO ME!" Oink oink oink!!!
And when I put the chain on one, the others would be like, "Hahahaha! Your turn sucker! I'll be licking your blood, humping your sow, and listening to you squeal! Sucks for you! See ya wouldn't wanna be ya!"
Yep, they reminded me of Americans for sure.