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Tuesday, June 28th, 2005

Subject:note to my coworker
Posted by:lucienne.
Time:12:38 pm.
YOU LITTLE SHIT.

You know, I'm the kind of person who gives everyone a chance. It doesn't matter how many bad things I hear; I form my own opinions and respect others who do the same. Nobody likes you and now I see why.

After you had the mofoing GALL to make comments at me regarding my not making the cut in October, got hired instead of me in spite of your horrendous attitude and lack of courtesy/diplomacy/anything resembling social graces, you do NOT have the right to make nicey-nice to my face and then bully me off my machine at lunch so you can play your game from another company on a better system.

I realize my boss values initiative above all else, but is it really such a good thing when you can't interact with the rest of the human race? Taking charge is not everything. I'm tempted to propose a human sacrifice at our next meeting so your hand will shoot up first and and I can gut you like a fish. I wish we could FedEx you to Abu Dhabi or something.

I can't report you, but just so you know, I think your prima donna act is rude and repulsive and hope you get the gout and have to eat lentils for the rest of your life.
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Wednesday, January 12th, 2005

Posted by:jellykarma.
Time:2:08 am.

Banner by emptyonion
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Tuesday, June 24th, 2003

Posted by:a_broken_wing.
Time:2:53 am.
Pretentious much? Try _iwearblack.

Thursday, March 20th, 2003

Subject:hmm
Posted by:savagedorkwad.
Time:4:44 am.
this doesn't seem to be the most active of communities, but maybe everybody's pretty happy now? Pssh, right. anyway.

I work at target, no rough thing, at the electronics department. It's actually a pretty swank and easy job. Except for this one question:

"Do you work here?"

or it's ever popular variant "Do you work in this department?"

Keep in mind, i have to be wearing red and Khaki, like EVERY OTHER WORKER THERE, ANNNNNNND a nametag with a big fat ugly target logo on it like, eight times. and if not in a red shirt, i'm wearing a freakin' RED VEST with the logo on it. At STILL people ask "Do you work here?"

No, Lady, I don't work here. I have ot wear my name on myshirt 'cus if I dont, i forget who I am. It's just a coincidence the store you're currently shopping at has a logo next to it.

No, Ma'am, i don't work here. I just feel that the vest, and especially a red one, is an undervalued and underappreciated member of the clothing world, and I am doing my personal best to try and bring it back into the public eye. Pay no attention to the logo stitched onto my chest that resemble's this store, it is merely coincidental.


And "Do you work in this department"...

No, actually, I just like standing behind the registers here for no particular reason. In all honesty, i'm supposed ot be scrubbing toilets, but talking to brilliant minds like you just seemed to be more fun!


people are so STUPID.
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Thursday, December 19th, 2002

Posted by:illscientist.
Time:9:46 pm.
I work in a bookstore. Sometimes I work at the information desk. So, there's this sign, when you walk in, right?:

If the person at the info desk is busy, STARE AT THEM. Creepily. Also, rap knuckles on counter, shuffle uncomfortably, and make a fucking nuisance of yourself until you are acknowledged.

Once acknowledged, no matter how busy info person is, make a point of demanding to know the status of your stupid obscure computer book in as thick an accent as possible. Yell at info person for not offering the same price as the web site. Ignore any protests that info person is busy, or already helping somebody.

You come first and everybody else can fuck off.

If you spot info person without nametag, perhaps carrying food, remember: info person may be on a lunch break, but info people don't need breaks. Your stupid question about books about bird care is more important than them getting goddam five minutes away from you stupid motherfuckers.

Above all else, though, stare. Creepily.


I don't know where this sign is, but man, if I did, I would totally take it down. I hate this policy.

Happy holidays!
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Friday, December 13th, 2002

Posted by:illscientist.
Time:12:00 pm.
Hey, remember this community? The my-job-sucks community? I'd just like to point out that now, my job fucking rules. So if you hate your job, you should quit it and find a new one! All right! Seriously!
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Sunday, July 21st, 2002

Posted by:roses_rejoice.
Time:7:45 am.
obviously.Collapse )
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Monday, July 8th, 2002

Posted by:roses_rejoice.
Time:5:29 pm.
Mood:crabby.
You ho, girl.Collapse )
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Posted by:catling.
Time:4:52 pm.
Mood:guess!.
Flame onCollapse )
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Subject:Hello. I'm Lux.
Posted by:lucienne.
Time:1:16 pm.
* eyes narrow at boyfriend's judgemental friends *Collapse )
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Wednesday, July 3rd, 2002

Posted by:marionrocknroll.
Time:1:17 pm.
Mood: relieved.
once again, i was almost mowed down by a car who was not paying attention at all. she wasn't looking, and missed me only because i jumped out of the way. and before you think i was walking in front of moving cars, she was at a complete standstill. she'd saw two cars coming that she had to wait for. i saw them too. so i kept walking. as soon as the two cars passed her, she jammed on the accelerator, not paying attention at all to the pedestrian walking down the sidewalk that had the right of way.


this happened at the same spot where the truck almost mowed me down several months ago.



and no, i'm not becoming scared of cars, and no, i'm not going to stop walking in front of cars that are at a complete standstill. if i am hit, i will do my best to protect my arms (way more important to me than my legs), and then i will sue the fuck out of anyone who can't fucking open up their fucking eyes and pay fucking attention to the fucking world going on around them.
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Friday, June 28th, 2002

Subject:My Weekly Ranter
Posted by:roses_rejoice.
Time:9:52 am.
On people whose personalities magically change between the keypad and their front door.Collapse )
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Monday, June 24th, 2002

Posted by:foreverbeingnow.
Time:5:25 pm.
Mood: sad.
http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=foreverbeingnow&itemid=101870
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Thursday, June 20th, 2002

Posted by:internat.
Time:1:34 pm.
Dude, this woman's perfume...ack. I can always tell when she's around my cubicle, because--*choke*. Yuck. It's so strong it literally leaves the taste of chemically processsed flowers in my throat and soaks into the fibers of my clothes so that I'm stuck with it for a significant period of time after she wanders away. Either this broad has no taste in fragrance and does not know how to appropriately distribute it over herself, or else she is humoring her child by using up the hideous gallon of cheap old lady cologne he gave her for mother's day. In either case, it's really a disturbance.

Oh good...the aroma was just masked when someone put on another pot of our special quality tuna-fish/ashtray/hot dog-scented coffee. What a relief.
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Subject:Fed Focking Ex!
Posted by:roses_rejoice.
Time:2:11 pm.
Mood:on the way to enraged.
More of Me Bitching! Special Encore Performance!Collapse )
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Wednesday, June 19th, 2002

Subject:Relationship trauma
Posted by:halfwitamerican.
Time:5:14 pm.
MEN!

Read more...Collapse )
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Subject:Ode to Outlook
Posted by:catling.
Time:5:22 pm.
Mood: bitchy.
How I hate theeCollapse )
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Tuesday, June 18th, 2002

Subject:Hi, I'm new.
Posted by:roses_rejoice.
Time:1:28 pm.
Mood: bitchy.
Bitch Bitch Bitch Effin' BitchCollapse )
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Saturday, June 15th, 2002

Posted by:ranai.
Time:6:55 pm.
Mood: sick.
I went to the doctor on Tuesday (the day after an arduous and irritating move to Orlando, FL), because my lymph nodes had swollen to impressive size, as had my tonsils.

The verdict was strep throat and they told me to come back in a few days if I was still sick and they gave me a semi-strong antibiotic.

On Thursday I felt no better, and in fact, my tonsils had grown nasty little white pustules so I called the clinic, rather than go in (and pay $119 for an office visit because my motherfucking insurance has a fucking $400 deductible that no one in my family has hit), and they were all, "Well, wait until Saturday, your antibiotic doesn't start to work for 4 days."

Well, fucktard, I wanted something that worked on the FIRST MOTHERFUCKING DAY.

So I wait, and in the meantime, my ears start to throb from a build-up of fluid and my eyes even get swollen, and finally, FINALLY, after being in physical pain for 2 days straight, I get up and I call them today (because I can simply not swallow by this point) and the nurse who answered today was shocked-- SHOCKED-- that I hadn't come back in before now.

"You were supposed to come in after 2 days!!!"

Well, FUCK ME ASSHOLE, your buddy told me NOT TO. The doctor called in to Walgreens to double my dosage, so I'm popping 4 antibiotics a day. I just woke up from a 4 hour nap with a throbbing headache and I could swear to GOD there is a knife stuck in me that someone jammed up through my lymph node and left it lodged in my tonsil.

Worst fucking part is that I'm a girl, and I woke up with a certain ailment only girls have the unfortunate ability to wake up with and LET ME TELL YOU-- there is a pity party going on in this motherfucking hizzouse the likes of which no man, woman, or child has ever seen.

:( :(

i'm sick. fuck.

oh. first post here. uh. hello.
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Subject:I AM NOT YOUR MOTHERFUCKING TRAVEL AGENT
Posted by:onionsniper.
Time:1:02 pm.
so quit fucking asking me stupid questions.
Furthermore, I DON'T CARE THAT AN ANSWERING SERVICE ANSWERS YOUR PHONE AND THEY DON'T LIKE TO TAKE MESSAGES. You had to have given us your phone number at some point; I didn't pull it out of thin air. Fuck off.
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