Written by Linda Mains
I'm gonna write. Even though I probably shouldn't. I'm not feeling to well today,I was really sick at work. Couldn't tell you why? Jaw pain, gland pain, sinus pain...I feel like I should stick my head in the sand to feel better. Anyway this post isn't about me, or what the heck is going on with me. It's about people whom are so self-centered, that they really believe that the rest of us give a shit, about them, talking on their cell phones. You know what I'm talking about. Let me describe it for you, in case you don't know. OK...an example, there's a man, maybe your sitting next to him on a bench, bus, subway train or the like. Anyway this asshole is getting into it on the phone, with the nit wit that he obviously lives with. So, this douche bag, doesnt' just go on for a couple of minutes, with his Nit-Wit roommate or lover, he goes on for the entire time that he's sitting there or on the bus or subway. All to your personal discomfort, displeasure, and annoyance; but do you have a choice? At this point even the bus driver and the other passengers or park goers, are looking cross eyed at this fool.
Now luckily there isn't any phone use allowed on a plane, but, if these type of idiots start talking to you watch the hell out. Because they are going to go off the deep end, with the runny at the mouth b.s, that's going to be falling endlessly out of their mouths. By the time you finally reach your destination, if you got one word in edge wise, with these hot aired wind bags, your going to feel blessed. Although, your probably going to be looking for your calming drugs, after your flight. So I feel like my life has been cursed. Why you ask? Because, I always have a run in, with these types of people; especially when I feel at my personal worst!
It happened yesterday, now I understand about having a need to "get or make money." But do you have to cut every other employee's throat, that has the misfortune of having to work with you? Now I understand, that times are tough and people need money. Do these types of people really need to f*ck things up for other people, people, that they have never met. Doing all of this shit with the insane thought; that the rest of us are going to quit, because, we have the unfortunate luck, of having to work with them? Can we all say "NO!" But what people like this do do is totally piss you off on the daily, if you have the misfortune, of having to work with a prick or cunt like this. Sorry about the cuss words, but, there really isn't a better descriptive word, to describe miserable people like this. OK so here my jaw is throbbing, and I'm having to deal with a pretend customer, that's getting all cut throat with me, but as soon as I said; "you're probably some hatter bitch, that's just out to hate on someone, because, you feel so badly about what you've become?" Low and behold she said; she was, blah, blah; and wouldn't you know it, she works where I worked. I should have known...I don't really understand where all the hate and jealousy in this world is coming from? But it seems to me, that some people in this world are at their happiest, when they are either making you miserable or trashing you to others, or making everyone else around them miserable as well. What the hell is that about?
I'm just a little sick of the shit, I don't want these people making my personal space uncomfortable, with their continued argument, that's going on, just loud enough. So that we all have to listen to this person, make someone else miserable. I feel like, isn't there enough drama and bull shit in the world already? Do people really need to go to work, or not even go to work...some doing this shit while they're off of work. Do these people need to make every other employees life, or persons life, miserable, just because they either; A. have a cell phone or B. have a job? Does anyone out there in reader land "feel me," about what I'm saying?
Now me the driver, and every other passenger, who was on that bus, was uncomfortable. I saw some guys just dying to turn around, and just punch this guy in the face. Everyone was uncomfortable! He must have felt good, to know, that his B.S and drama, had finally paid off. He was Bothering everyone, so I said to the bus driver; your job is hard! He said to me; this is my last route for the day and then he smiled at me. Lucky him. I couldn't get off that bus fast enough. Now at my job, because, I checked this chicks ass, I really haven't heard back, from that crack head. Not that all crack heads will start drama, but, drama sure seems to be surrounded by those types of drugs. Wouldn't it be nice, if, we could all just get along, without having to worry about working with a cut throat, who's looking to cut our throats and happiness, off at the jugular? I also know, that everyone would be so much happier, if, the loud mouths of the world, would learn to just "shut the hell up!" We're all sick of your shit, please, please, please, do us all a favor; next time you wanna get on the cell and act like God Zilla. Remember, what happened to that black chick who took a train, she pissed them off so much, that they finally had one of the ticket guys throw her ass off the train!
We'd all be better off, if, these types of people would just "CHANGE!" Will they though? But they'd tell you; where's the fun in that, there's so much fun in destroying another persons life,there's also comfort and happiness in doing it! And it gives me so much power. Now why would I ever stop doing something, that is destroying other peoples lives? It makes me and my little life, so much more important then it could ever be on it's own. Even though deep down inside, I know that I'm a SUPPER-NOBODY, I have to keep reassuring myself, that I'm somebody threw the constant destruction, of strangers, friends and loved ones. So basically I'm the type of person, who is out for myself in every single relationship I have, from business to friendships. So when I walk by people, whom know about me, they will cringe, and start to find an escape plan. Rather then being trapped by me and faking anything real, while in my phony back stabbing presence. All of this is so great, for this type of person, because they'll get a little money, and feel better about their weak self esteem. This is why I believe someone went and invented bullets?. You have a great night, and, if you find yourself confronted by a co-worker like this or just any stranger; "tell them to shut the hell up!" That's when, you can count yourself as one of the few; "who wouldn't take their shit!"
Now luckily there isn't any phone use allowed on a plane, but, if these type of idiots start talking to you watch the hell out. Because they are going to go off the deep end, with the runny at the mouth b.s, that's going to be falling endlessly out of their mouths. By the time you finally reach your destination, if you got one word in edge wise, with these hot aired wind bags, your going to feel blessed. Although, your probably going to be looking for your calming drugs, after your flight. So I feel like my life has been cursed. Why you ask? Because, I always have a run in, with these types of people; especially when I feel at my personal worst!
It happened yesterday, now I understand about having a need to "get or make money." But do you have to cut every other employee's throat, that has the misfortune of having to work with you? Now I understand, that times are tough and people need money. Do these types of people really need to f*ck things up for other people, people, that they have never met. Doing all of this shit with the insane thought; that the rest of us are going to quit, because, we have the unfortunate luck, of having to work with them? Can we all say "NO!" But what people like this do do is totally piss you off on the daily, if you have the misfortune, of having to work with a prick or cunt like this. Sorry about the cuss words, but, there really isn't a better descriptive word, to describe miserable people like this. OK so here my jaw is throbbing, and I'm having to deal with a pretend customer, that's getting all cut throat with me, but as soon as I said; "you're probably some hatter bitch, that's just out to hate on someone, because, you feel so badly about what you've become?" Low and behold she said; she was, blah, blah; and wouldn't you know it, she works where I worked. I should have known...I don't really understand where all the hate and jealousy in this world is coming from? But it seems to me, that some people in this world are at their happiest, when they are either making you miserable or trashing you to others, or making everyone else around them miserable as well. What the hell is that about?
I'm just a little sick of the shit, I don't want these people making my personal space uncomfortable, with their continued argument, that's going on, just loud enough. So that we all have to listen to this person, make someone else miserable. I feel like, isn't there enough drama and bull shit in the world already? Do people really need to go to work, or not even go to work...some doing this shit while they're off of work. Do these people need to make every other employees life, or persons life, miserable, just because they either; A. have a cell phone or B. have a job? Does anyone out there in reader land "feel me," about what I'm saying?
Now me the driver, and every other passenger, who was on that bus, was uncomfortable. I saw some guys just dying to turn around, and just punch this guy in the face. Everyone was uncomfortable! He must have felt good, to know, that his B.S and drama, had finally paid off. He was Bothering everyone, so I said to the bus driver; your job is hard! He said to me; this is my last route for the day and then he smiled at me. Lucky him. I couldn't get off that bus fast enough. Now at my job, because, I checked this chicks ass, I really haven't heard back, from that crack head. Not that all crack heads will start drama, but, drama sure seems to be surrounded by those types of drugs. Wouldn't it be nice, if, we could all just get along, without having to worry about working with a cut throat, who's looking to cut our throats and happiness, off at the jugular? I also know, that everyone would be so much happier, if, the loud mouths of the world, would learn to just "shut the hell up!" We're all sick of your shit, please, please, please, do us all a favor; next time you wanna get on the cell and act like God Zilla. Remember, what happened to that black chick who took a train, she pissed them off so much, that they finally had one of the ticket guys throw her ass off the train!
We'd all be better off, if, these types of people would just "CHANGE!" Will they though? But they'd tell you; where's the fun in that, there's so much fun in destroying another persons life,there's also comfort and happiness in doing it! And it gives me so much power. Now why would I ever stop doing something, that is destroying other peoples lives? It makes me and my little life, so much more important then it could ever be on it's own. Even though deep down inside, I know that I'm a SUPPER-NOBODY, I have to keep reassuring myself, that I'm somebody threw the constant destruction, of strangers, friends and loved ones. So basically I'm the type of person, who is out for myself in every single relationship I have, from business to friendships. So when I walk by people, whom know about me, they will cringe, and start to find an escape plan. Rather then being trapped by me and faking anything real, while in my phony back stabbing presence. All of this is so great, for this type of person, because they'll get a little money, and feel better about their weak self esteem. This is why I believe someone went and invented bullets?. You have a great night, and, if you find yourself confronted by a co-worker like this or just any stranger; "tell them to shut the hell up!" That's when, you can count yourself as one of the few; "who wouldn't take their shit!"
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