A Glutton for Punishment

I decided to write tonight through the advice of a friend, who has noticed I have been neglecting this like a bald headed step child. Tonight's subject as you can see from the title is about how I must have a love of bullshit. Not just any bullshit...the kind that makes the shit smell stay on ya for days. Kinda like when you step in shit and you clean the shoes, only to have the shit smell come back (ie January 2004 Philadelphia Art Musuem...should of listened when she said watch your step).

-Work Bullshit

This morning around 5 am the stupid power went out. Luckily my 6th sense woke me up just as it came back on or I would of been late to work (nothing new there). I actually made to work on time...I should of known something evil was on the horizon....cause not only was I on time...get this...I was early (*Twlight Zone Theme playing*)...a whole 3 minutes early. Something told me that I was in store for some shit today though...things were running all too damn smooth. Then it happened...10 AM...I picked up my phone to make a call...and I didn't get off of the damn phone until 4:15. Not because I was coaching a pregnant woman as she was giving birth...Because somebody may have (words chosen wisely) been trying to avoid doing their job. Thus I was submerged in the 80ft. deep pool of pure bullshit. Every which way they turn...it came squeezing out...the bullshit. "I can't" they said..."It won't" they cried..."It's not working" they sighed. So I could n't do anyhting else today but to get this stupid "thing" to work (No puns intended). When I finally got it to work...this person came up with every excuse why they wouldn't use this thing now, after I spent 7 hours trying to get it work, when they "may" (words chosen wisely again) been sabatoging it the whole time...they didn't want to use the "thing". BASTARD ass...(taking deep breath). So I have made the decision to go back into work tomorrow, not looking for revenge...not to whine or bitch...cause I fucking have to...thus a I must be a glutton...well at least they pay me...or least they did last pay cycle.

-Personal Bullshit

I think the worse thing anyone can do to someone is to insult ones intellegence. Now its one thing when the person is about about as smart as dog shit canned and labeled, but its another thing when the person posseses two of the world's tresures, memory and good old common sense. Usually the two come in a tandem, and they spawn other tools like the ability to therorize and "putting two and two together". Some people fail to regcognize such keep sakes as these when attempting to tell something that I like to call...a...damn lie...or better yet, a lame ass excuse. Not to get into what brought this topic on...cause they're plenty of them (if you feel any guilt right now...then it's working...LOL) that can trigger something like this. But please do the world a favor...drop the act...it ain't helping none. OK...now that I've got that off my chest...let's talk about other things...well...when I come up up with something I'll write about it