"Can you get me the towel over there, please?"
"... The what?"
"... The towel, can you get it for me please?"
"Say again?"
"THE GOD DAMN TOWEL, GET IT FOR ME!"
That's usually what happens.
I'm not sure if the rest of you are like this, but I hate, absolutely HATE being asked the same question, or relevant question, more than once. Once is understandable. Maybe they weren't paying attention, or I said it too softly. No harm, no fowl. A second time though just shows how much of a fucking dumb shit you are. Do you seriously not listen? Do you just think "Oh, he's saying it again. Best just focus on this strand of hair floating by my eye."
WHAT THE HELL PEOPLE
If you have to ask to repeat the thing I said more than once, you've officially done your relative. You're THAT dumb.
And if you have to ask in the first place, just be sure to get the yellow shit out of your ears, and focus for once in your god damn life.
Oh, what, ADD? That shit's a myth.
Not really, but I know a lot of people who self-prescribe themselves with ADD. Just because you're too stupid to pay attention, ate too much sugar your whole life and are just hyper just because, or knowingly don't give a fuck doesn't mean you have a mental disorder. Those who claim so are the fucking tards you see in K-Mart.
And I can name 5 friends of mine who claim they have ADD without actually having seen a doctor about it.
Mainly you, Danny. Go fuck a tree.
Dick.
Anyways, Back on subject, yes I hate being asked to repeat myself more than once. Simply because if you really didn't hear me or was paying attention before, then I have time to go more in depth with my question. You know, like-
"Hey man, you got the new game yet?"
"Wait, what?"
"You know, you got the new game for Xbox yet? It came out a week o so ago, you were pretty pumped for it."
"Oh yeah dude, fucking love that game"
See, THAT'S a normal response to a repeated question. Or even-
"Can you pass the something or another, please?"
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Can you pass the something or another. Please."
"Yeah sure, sorry. My head wasn't on my shoulders"
There, perfect example again.
Is that so hard, stupid people of the world?
I guess so because people do it still ALL THE TIME.
And I guess some people have an excuse, since some are hard of hearing, or downright deaf all together in one ear or something. But if you're hard of hearing or something, MAKE IT KNOWN. Don't just go "What?" ... "Huh?" ... "What again?" until you hear the question entirely. Say "What? I'm sorry, I'm kind of hard of hearing."
There. Perfectly understandable excuse for repeating one's self more than once. And in that case, I wouldn't mind.
But what I do mind is when stupid assholes just ask "what?" over and over again because they're too dumb to pay fucking attention.
Screw you all...
Screw you all.
SCREW YOU ALL.
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Sunday, December 6, 2009
K-Mart
I really hate going to K-Mart.
It's filthy, it's depressing, it's just downright poor. All I ever see in there are lower middle class Americans every once in a while, the rest are filthy construction workers covered in paint or some kind of grease. Nothing against them all really, they're just trying to make a living, but it doesn't help K-Mart's look to have a fat white guy with a mullet and shades wearing a shirt that says "Texas Girls, Yeehaw" walking around followed by some construction worker with a half-assed beard and paint splattered on him as if to say "Yeah, I never wash this."
Also, the overall layout and essence of K-Mart is very very shitty. Like, seriously, it's a cheap store for cheap things where cheap people can buy them, only to have the objects BREAK a couple weeks later, if you're lucky. But really, at least TRY to look decent. Maybe mop the floors every once in a while? Or can the half-wit employees not understand the ways of the MOP?? The worst thing about K-Mart seriously, is their employees. Shani'Qua and Jed are too busy over there in electronics texting, while La'Bisquick is painting her 9" long fingernails, so she can't touch a mop... or the computer... or ANYTHING for the matter... And Jose is too busy staring off into the distance in the automobile section. I understand, they are trying to make a living, who can blame them? In this economy nowadays, anyone is willing to take anything, but TRY TO SHOW SOME DIGNITY PEOPLE!!
Look, K-Mart sucks and all, but if you're looking for a quick item, it might be there. Their selection isn't that great, the food is almost always expired, and don't count on good ol' Jose to help you out on finding something. But, it's cheap. And many piss-poor Americans need this store, as do the Mexicans, Blacks, and hell, I even saw a midget there once.
Last time I went in there, I went to go get Christmas lights. My last strand wasn't working (we had it for the past few years) and I needed another one. So, I went there since it was the closest thing to me, waited 4 MINUTES in the parking lot for the old lady in front of me who stopped in the middle of the road, JUST to put on her jacket, and continue on her 12 second walk to her car... Yeah, that's about the average intelligence of the normal K-Mart shopper. Anywho, I go in, it smells like Mexican piss and motor oil, I get badgered by people to donate to something or another, and I politely decline because I've got no spare change at that exact moment. My plan was to come back with the change and THEN give some to them! Buuuuuuuuuut, as I said "I'm sorry, I don't have any on me at this time..." (which anyone else I'm sure would see that that meant "I'll be back with some after I buy my stuff!") the older woman shot me the stink eye and called me a cheap punk. WHOA, okay, well just because of your arrogance, instead of helping your probably imaginable charity foundation, I'll buy me a soda.
So I'm making my way to the Christmas aisle, and when I finally get there, I can't make my way to the lights because all the aisles were blocked off by FAT WHITE PEOPLE!! There were only two or three people in each aisle, but that was enough to make like their cholesterol and clog everything up. Later, when one couple finally moves, I get to the lights. I pick up some nice ones, make my purchase, and on my way out, I take a drink of my Sprite while passing the older lady. So there I am, in my car, about to drive off, when WHOASHITSLAMONTHEBRAKES!!!!!!!!! A little kid, maybe 4 or 5, RUNS out in front of me, not immediately followed by her proud biker-mustached balding-yet-bearing-a-mullet dad, who gracefully baby steps out in front of my car to avoid making his belly jiggly any more. Seriously, that's terrible parenting, and I know it has nothing to do with K-Mart, but dammit I hate people like him!! After waiting another couple minutes for a woman and her 15 kids to pass by, I head home, put up the lights... and some bulbs were broken.
Thank you K-Mart, for showing us all that thriving off a poor template can really keep your loyal customers, even the ones who can't spell "customers", continuously flocking back and purchasing your terribly handled appliances.
I hope you go out of business.
It's filthy, it's depressing, it's just downright poor. All I ever see in there are lower middle class Americans every once in a while, the rest are filthy construction workers covered in paint or some kind of grease. Nothing against them all really, they're just trying to make a living, but it doesn't help K-Mart's look to have a fat white guy with a mullet and shades wearing a shirt that says "Texas Girls, Yeehaw" walking around followed by some construction worker with a half-assed beard and paint splattered on him as if to say "Yeah, I never wash this."
Also, the overall layout and essence of K-Mart is very very shitty. Like, seriously, it's a cheap store for cheap things where cheap people can buy them, only to have the objects BREAK a couple weeks later, if you're lucky. But really, at least TRY to look decent. Maybe mop the floors every once in a while? Or can the half-wit employees not understand the ways of the MOP?? The worst thing about K-Mart seriously, is their employees. Shani'Qua and Jed are too busy over there in electronics texting, while La'Bisquick is painting her 9" long fingernails, so she can't touch a mop... or the computer... or ANYTHING for the matter... And Jose is too busy staring off into the distance in the automobile section. I understand, they are trying to make a living, who can blame them? In this economy nowadays, anyone is willing to take anything, but TRY TO SHOW SOME DIGNITY PEOPLE!!
Look, K-Mart sucks and all, but if you're looking for a quick item, it might be there. Their selection isn't that great, the food is almost always expired, and don't count on good ol' Jose to help you out on finding something. But, it's cheap. And many piss-poor Americans need this store, as do the Mexicans, Blacks, and hell, I even saw a midget there once.
Last time I went in there, I went to go get Christmas lights. My last strand wasn't working (we had it for the past few years) and I needed another one. So, I went there since it was the closest thing to me, waited 4 MINUTES in the parking lot for the old lady in front of me who stopped in the middle of the road, JUST to put on her jacket, and continue on her 12 second walk to her car... Yeah, that's about the average intelligence of the normal K-Mart shopper. Anywho, I go in, it smells like Mexican piss and motor oil, I get badgered by people to donate to something or another, and I politely decline because I've got no spare change at that exact moment. My plan was to come back with the change and THEN give some to them! Buuuuuuuuuut, as I said "I'm sorry, I don't have any on me at this time..." (which anyone else I'm sure would see that that meant "I'll be back with some after I buy my stuff!") the older woman shot me the stink eye and called me a cheap punk. WHOA, okay, well just because of your arrogance, instead of helping your probably imaginable charity foundation, I'll buy me a soda.
So I'm making my way to the Christmas aisle, and when I finally get there, I can't make my way to the lights because all the aisles were blocked off by FAT WHITE PEOPLE!! There were only two or three people in each aisle, but that was enough to make like their cholesterol and clog everything up. Later, when one couple finally moves, I get to the lights. I pick up some nice ones, make my purchase, and on my way out, I take a drink of my Sprite while passing the older lady. So there I am, in my car, about to drive off, when WHOASHITSLAMONTHEBRAKES!!!!!!!!! A little kid, maybe 4 or 5, RUNS out in front of me, not immediately followed by her proud biker-mustached balding-yet-bearing-a-mullet dad, who gracefully baby steps out in front of my car to avoid making his belly jiggly any more. Seriously, that's terrible parenting, and I know it has nothing to do with K-Mart, but dammit I hate people like him!! After waiting another couple minutes for a woman and her 15 kids to pass by, I head home, put up the lights... and some bulbs were broken.
Thank you K-Mart, for showing us all that thriving off a poor template can really keep your loyal customers, even the ones who can't spell "customers", continuously flocking back and purchasing your terribly handled appliances.
I hope you go out of business.
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