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Friday, May 22, 2009
Fuck
The sports media can fuck off for running headlines that say "Brett Favre Still Retired" when I'm looking for fucking playoff scores. Dumbasses. Football is not the only fucking sport in the world.
Fuck off to self-important smug assholes who think that the way they live is SOOOOOOO much better that everyone else should live the same way as they do. Specifically, most of the fuckleheads in this story.
Any time your thought process begins with, "What I'm doing makes me feel so much better than other people; everyone should be doing this!" you need to back up the stupid train. Sure there may be some value to what you're saying, but moderate your thinking with some damn common sense, Sparky.
Ken, That line is exactly what I think of every time I see a "Brett Favre still retired" headline.
To further Cullen's FO, anyone who thinks their interests, life choices, or other pursuits makes them better than everyone else can fuck off period. Good for you. You're a vegetarian. You recycle. You go to church every Sunday. You donate to charity. You are awesome, but so are other people in their own ways.
I'd like to issue a FO to the stupid annual contest for the YAs that got dumped into my lap by the children's librarian this year. . . only she kept forgetting to tell me all the little details so every week there are more and more things to do. Oh, we need to take a picture of the winner. Need to schedule that. Oh, and then you need permission slips from the parents for that. Oh, and another thing. . . When the fuck does this thing end, so I can go do some of the other stuff piling up on my desk???
And, as has become practically customary for me, once again a big FO to the accountant/accounting system at the library. Don't call me at 10:30 and leave a vague message about how you have to send the hours to the township and "hopefully" I wrote in the correct hours on the sheet. I don't fucking remember, and I have been doing work outside of the building all week, so. . . I'm probably fucked over again on the next paycheck as well. *sigh*
Is Joe Montana still retired? Enquiring minds want to know!
Seriously, that is one of the dumbest headlines I've ever heard of.
And double the fuck off to sanctimonious assholes of all stripes. I don't want to tell other people how to live their lives, I expect the same from them.
I'll endorse Cullen's FO as well. One of the residents on my block introduced herself soon after she moved. She saw me riding home from work on a bike (I live in a small town, so I have that option), and her introduction started out with, "Why, I prefer to not drive whenever possible! I walk around here because the public transportation is so limited blah blah blah blah....."
That turned me off, right then and there. I labeled her as a typical urban hippie, complaining how The Government doesn't make her ecological sacrifices less burdensome. FUCK YOU AND THE HORSE YOU RODE IN ON, you sanctimonious greenie. Get a bike. With a trailer. Develop those muscles!
Oh, and mow your lawn. After you finally spread that pile of dirt you had delivered a couple of years ago.
This happened a couple years ago, BTW. That I still remember it is evidence of just condescending this person was.
All y'all forgot "I haven't watched TV in six years - don't even own one," as I overheard just a few days ago.
I mean, if it comes up in a conversation, that's one thing; going out of the way to drag it in there, and then carrying on about how you've never even heard of "Fringe" or whatever... kind of tacky. Think about it, Slick - you're looking down your noses at people who likely enjoy a bit of the telly, even if they know what they're watching is vapid.
Unfortunately the vibe I get is that such folks don't want approval or admiration, which would be nothing worse than vanity. They really want the envy and resentment; they seem to thrive on people thinking worse of them, because what do the commoners know? It's their badge of honor to be scorned for their righteous stands. That's a dangerous attitude and it leads to a lot of indulgent self-made misery.
w/v - "reawtypo" - the definition and example are simultaneous.
I often curse the leadership of my company, in large part because they deserve it. I won't deny that they do good things as well. They do. But when you get right down to it, my real issue is their lack of priorities and inability to accept their responsibilities....which are clearly delineated in company policies.
More to the point.....
Yesterday, after asking and asking and asking and asking for a decision on a certain matter WHICH HAS BEEN ON THE CEO'S DESK FOR NEARLY A FUCKING YEAR, in one form or another, the CEO said he won't decide because he "doesn't understand". Fair enough....except that YOU HAVE NEVER SAID WHAT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. YOU KEEP ON CHANGING YOUR MIND ON WHAT YOU WANT TO KNOW.
It's painfully clear that you don't understand how this company works, yet this particular matter is SPECIFICALLY AND DIRECTLY YOUR RESPONSIBILITY. Yet you won't make a decision, even when a major deadline is approaching. Sweet.
Yet........
You can and will, AT THE EXACT SAME FUCKING MOMENT, demand, direct, and order me to do something IMMEDIATELY that is totally and completely outside my duties because you are "passionate" about it. Because you WANT to. Because you UNDERSTAND it.
I can and do understand that the matter is important....yet it was being handled better by the community at large. Yet it was urgent enough that you pecked at me on it by Blackberry* EVEN WHILE I WAS TRYING TO ANSWER YOUR DUMB ASS QUESTIONS ON THE OTHER SUBJECT YOU REFUSED TO MAKE A DECISION ON BY CALLING ALL OVER THE FUCKING COUNTRY!?!?!?!!!
(A minor flashback, folks: This idiot wanted specific questions asked of the corporate HQ. Questions that are HIS responsibility to answer, by policy. Questions that made us look like idiots for asking in the first place. I spent Thursday morning trying to find people to answer them. I offer a hearty FUCK YEAH! to those professionals who did their level best....and answered exactly as I thought they would.)
So, Mr. Passionate CEO, you can FUCKING WELL FUCK OFF AND DIE, with extreme prejudice, while rolling down the slopes of Mount Rainier in a flaming wooden barrel formerly used to store rotten cheese, dead rats, and toxic waste, for (a) not knowing your company; (b) ignoring your responsibilities; (c) moving the goalposts; (d) being an emotive jerk; and (e) pretty much abusing your executive authority in the process.
But that's cool. You know where I stand on this, and you don't like it (which tickles me immensely). My immediate supervisors have seen the light about your priorities on this matter (exactly as I told them, by the way. FUCK YEAH!). They are going to develop a new strategy for this problem (since the standard, and most common, approach won't work). We'll get it done.....in spite your little problems.
Ah, rabbits. Those adorable, cute furry little love-muffins CAN FUCK THE FUCKITYFUCKFUCK OFF for eating the ever-loving SHIT out of my poor defenseless blueberry bushes. I do not blame the Bushes; I want to ex-fucking-sterminate-with-a-capital-E those little inbred yet continually over-breeding bucktoothed raisinette turd producing eco-slayers.
Jeff-I used to work for a CEO like that. He would call an urgent meeting about some IT problem and want a solution yesterday. I would pull together a couple of options and pricing and present it to him. Then he would sit on it. Six months later he would bring it up again, but at this point the technology and pricing had changed so I would have to pull it all together again. He did that all the time. Yeah, that guy can fuck off.
Emily-The local sportswriters are tying themselves into knots over Favre. For some reason I'm thoroughly enjoying the spectacle. I think I may need a therapist.
22 comments:
Fuck off to self-important smug assholes who think that the way they live is SOOOOOOO much better that everyone else should live the same way as they do. Specifically, most of the fuckleheads in this story.
Any time your thought process begins with, "What I'm doing makes me feel so much better than other people; everyone should be doing this!" you need to back up the stupid train. Sure there may be some value to what you're saying, but moderate your thinking with some damn common sense, Sparky.
Emily - but were women and minorities hardest hit?
wv: zated. Z-rated. Zero-rated. Value of that news story.
"...and Generalissimo Francisco Franco is still dead."
Cullen, I read that too. Pinheads. I'm waiting to see if Al Gore moves in to share walls with his neighbors and gives up his cars and jet.
WV: froxag - I have no idea what it means but it sounds cool.
Ken,
That line is exactly what I think of every time I see a "Brett Favre still retired" headline.
To further Cullen's FO, anyone who thinks their interests, life choices, or other pursuits makes them better than everyone else can fuck off period. Good for you. You're a vegetarian. You recycle. You go to church every Sunday. You donate to charity. You are awesome, but so are other people in their own ways.
I'd like to issue a FO to the stupid annual contest for the YAs that got dumped into my lap by the children's librarian this year. . . only she kept forgetting to tell me all the little details so every week there are more and more things to do. Oh, we need to take a picture of the winner. Need to schedule that. Oh, and then you need permission slips from the parents for that. Oh, and another thing. . . When the fuck does this thing end, so I can go do some of the other stuff piling up on my desk???
And, as has become practically customary for me, once again a big FO to the accountant/accounting system at the library. Don't call me at 10:30 and leave a vague message about how you have to send the hours to the township and "hopefully" I wrote in the correct hours on the sheet. I don't fucking remember, and I have been doing work outside of the building all week, so. . . I'm probably fucked over again on the next paycheck as well. *sigh*
Is Joe Montana still retired? Enquiring minds want to know!
Seriously, that is one of the dumbest headlines I've ever heard of.
And double the fuck off to sanctimonious assholes of all stripes. I don't want to tell other people how to live their lives, I expect the same from them.
WV: supraf - I think they forgot the "uckoff"
I'll endorse Cullen's FO as well. One of the residents on my block introduced herself soon after she moved. She saw me riding home from work on a bike (I live in a small town, so I have that option), and her introduction started out with, "Why, I prefer to not drive whenever possible! I walk around here because the public transportation is so limited blah blah blah blah....."
That turned me off, right then and there. I labeled her as a typical urban hippie, complaining how The Government doesn't make her ecological sacrifices less burdensome. FUCK YOU AND THE HORSE YOU RODE IN ON, you sanctimonious greenie. Get a bike. With a trailer. Develop those muscles!
Oh, and mow your lawn. After you finally spread that pile of dirt you had delivered a couple of years ago.
This happened a couple years ago, BTW. That I still remember it is evidence of just condescending this person was.
All y'all forgot "I haven't watched TV in six years - don't even own one," as I overheard just a few days ago.
I mean, if it comes up in a conversation, that's one thing; going out of the way to drag it in there, and then carrying on about how you've never even heard of "Fringe" or whatever... kind of tacky. Think about it, Slick - you're looking down your noses at people who likely enjoy a bit of the telly, even if they know what they're watching is vapid.
Unfortunately the vibe I get is that such folks don't want approval or admiration, which would be nothing worse than vanity. They really want the envy and resentment; they seem to thrive on people thinking worse of them, because what do the commoners know? It's their badge of honor to be scorned for their righteous stands. That's a dangerous attitude and it leads to a lot of indulgent self-made misery.
w/v - "reawtypo" - the definition and example are simultaneous.
Oh, and for my other FFOT comment.....
I often curse the leadership of my company, in large part because they deserve it. I won't deny that they do good things as well. They do. But when you get right down to it, my real issue is their lack of priorities and inability to accept their responsibilities....which are clearly delineated in company policies.
More to the point.....
Yesterday, after asking and asking and asking and asking for a decision on a certain matter WHICH HAS BEEN ON THE CEO'S DESK FOR NEARLY A FUCKING YEAR, in one form or another, the CEO said he won't decide because he "doesn't understand". Fair enough....except that YOU HAVE NEVER SAID WHAT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. YOU KEEP ON CHANGING YOUR MIND ON WHAT YOU WANT TO KNOW.
It's painfully clear that you don't understand how this company works, yet this particular matter is SPECIFICALLY AND DIRECTLY YOUR RESPONSIBILITY. Yet you won't make a decision, even when a major deadline is approaching. Sweet.
Yet........
You can and will, AT THE EXACT SAME FUCKING MOMENT, demand, direct, and order me to do something IMMEDIATELY that is totally and completely outside my duties because you are "passionate" about it. Because you WANT to. Because you UNDERSTAND it.
I can and do understand that the matter is important....yet it was being handled better by the community at large. Yet it was urgent enough that you pecked at me on it by Blackberry* EVEN WHILE I WAS TRYING TO ANSWER YOUR DUMB ASS QUESTIONS ON THE OTHER SUBJECT YOU REFUSED TO MAKE A DECISION ON BY CALLING ALL OVER THE FUCKING COUNTRY!?!?!?!!!
(A minor flashback, folks: This idiot wanted specific questions asked of the corporate HQ. Questions that are HIS responsibility to answer, by policy. Questions that made us look like idiots for asking in the first place. I spent Thursday morning trying to find people to answer them. I offer a hearty FUCK YEAH! to those professionals who did their level best....and answered exactly as I thought they would.)
So, Mr. Passionate CEO, you can FUCKING WELL FUCK OFF AND DIE, with extreme prejudice, while rolling down the slopes of Mount Rainier in a flaming wooden barrel formerly used to store rotten cheese, dead rats, and toxic waste, for (a) not knowing your company; (b) ignoring your responsibilities; (c) moving the goalposts; (d) being an emotive jerk; and (e) pretty much abusing your executive authority in the process.
But that's cool. You know where I stand on this, and you don't like it (which tickles me immensely). My immediate supervisors have seen the light about your priorities on this matter (exactly as I told them, by the way. FUCK YEAH!). They are going to develop a new strategy for this problem (since the standard, and most common, approach won't work). We'll get it done.....in spite your little problems.
That is all.
I'm a martyr for my cause, Fly, fuck you!
;)
w/v: dishesoc - why yes they do.
God, now I need a cigarette....and I don't smoke!
:-D
Oh, and I forgot to put my footnote in my FFOT:
*: Blackberrys can fuck off with a pound of C4, a detonator, and a short fuze. That is all. Really.
PS: Ken, this is why I needed that laugh last night. Thanks, dude!
Ah, rabbits. Those adorable, cute furry little love-muffins CAN FUCK THE FUCKITYFUCKFUCK OFF for eating the ever-loving SHIT out of my poor defenseless blueberry bushes. I do not blame the Bushes; I want to ex-fucking-sterminate-with-a-capital-E those little inbred yet continually over-breeding bucktoothed raisinette turd producing eco-slayers.
Hey Bingster.
That was a mighty FO there, JeffS!
I thought for sure Bingley was going to say he planned to exterminate the rabbits with a capital X. . .
Thanks, Kate!
Mr. Bingley -- check this out.
Or this.
Hey Bingster, again.
I'm rather partial to this.
Jeff-I used to work for a CEO like that. He would call an urgent meeting about some IT problem and want a solution yesterday. I would pull together a couple of options and pricing and present it to him. Then he would sit on it. Six months later he would bring it up again, but at this point the technology and pricing had changed so I would have to pull it all together again. He did that all the time. Yeah, that guy can fuck off.
Emily-The local sportswriters are tying themselves into knots over Favre. For some reason I'm thoroughly enjoying the spectacle. I think I may need a therapist.
Is that why "There's Something About Mary" was on TV last night?
Since I don't see my daughter chiming in, I will post this on her behalf.
Ambivalence is the word for the day.
I graduated!
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Now I have to be a grownup.
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I got a job offer! Already! In my field!!!
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It's night shift, 6 days per week, and the pay is only so-so.
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It's not a mom-and-pop. They have a corporate structure and a good quality program so I'll get a lot of valuable experience.
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I'm still wondering why, in the interview, they asked if I was afraid of heights. I said no....
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