My titles don't make sense, but I don't give a fuck.
It's been a while since I last posted on here, but now I feel I really need to get some shit off my chest.
I hate everybody I work with. You may notice that I don't qualify this statement any more. That's right, I've graduated to despising everybody.
They are a bunch of (for want of a better word) cunts.
All day, it's either inane rambling, use of bullshit words, whining, laughing like a beast or just generally being obnoxious.
I am ready to murder one of them. I don't really care which one, I just need the release.
Things never change here. No matter how incompetent or retarded a person is, they continue to draw a salary.
Even the smallest things are really grinding on my nerves at the moment.
I believe I could snap at any moment.
Well, if I do, they only have themselves to blame
PS: Fuck them and fuck you
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Lizten Blarten
Another fabulous title for your viewing pleasure.
It's been another tough week at work and thankfully, my partner in crime is returning on Monday. Thank fuck for that! It's been a literal hell while he's been away. Don't worry though, I'm not going "homo" on him, just glad I don't have to do all the work.
On the plus side, the World Cup is in full swing. There's nothing better than being able to watch games of Football* every day of the week. Some of the teams are crap, but I don't really give a shit, I just love the sport. The only downside is the sleep element of the whole equation. These games are on in South Africa which is around 10 hours behind NZ, which means they are on at stupid o'clock every day. C'est La Vie, it only comes around once every four years, so I can man-up and tough it out.
Nothing much negative to say today. My most hated colleague has been away all week and her substitute is a stunner! Good times!
*Football is the real name for soccer. Not to be confused with any other sport that purportedly calls itself Football. The real give away is this.... they use their fucking feet!
It's been another tough week at work and thankfully, my partner in crime is returning on Monday. Thank fuck for that! It's been a literal hell while he's been away. Don't worry though, I'm not going "homo" on him, just glad I don't have to do all the work.
On the plus side, the World Cup is in full swing. There's nothing better than being able to watch games of Football* every day of the week. Some of the teams are crap, but I don't really give a shit, I just love the sport. The only downside is the sleep element of the whole equation. These games are on in South Africa which is around 10 hours behind NZ, which means they are on at stupid o'clock every day. C'est La Vie, it only comes around once every four years, so I can man-up and tough it out.
Nothing much negative to say today. My most hated colleague has been away all week and her substitute is a stunner! Good times!
*Football is the real name for soccer. Not to be confused with any other sport that purportedly calls itself Football. The real give away is this.... they use their fucking feet!
Monday, May 24, 2010
Raspchanwoiyrnac
Ignore the title. I couldn't think of a good one, so just hit random keys on my keyboard. YAY :)
It's week 1½ of my colleague being on leave. This is important for two reasons:
1) He's on holiday for 5 weeks
2) There are only two of us
Now we work for a sizable organisation, but that doesn't stop us being lumped with the work of a small army.
We were due to get an extra person, but we got shafted.
Nevermind, I'm sucking it up and giving it the beans. Usually it's not a big deal. However, this week I have a sucky combo to deal with. The combo I'm referring to is medium cold with a side order of Hayfever. Great times to be had by all with that sucker.
Most of the day it looks like i've turned into a middle age mum who's daughter just got married. My eyes are weeping and my nose is running like jesse owens. There ain't no stopping it.
I'm dosed to the gills with drugs, but this has made no difference.
Guess I'll just have to ride it out.
On the plus side, there's been no cackling today... yet.
It's week 1½ of my colleague being on leave. This is important for two reasons:
1) He's on holiday for 5 weeks
2) There are only two of us
Now we work for a sizable organisation, but that doesn't stop us being lumped with the work of a small army.
We were due to get an extra person, but we got shafted.
Nevermind, I'm sucking it up and giving it the beans. Usually it's not a big deal. However, this week I have a sucky combo to deal with. The combo I'm referring to is medium cold with a side order of Hayfever. Great times to be had by all with that sucker.
Most of the day it looks like i've turned into a middle age mum who's daughter just got married. My eyes are weeping and my nose is running like jesse owens. There ain't no stopping it.
I'm dosed to the gills with drugs, but this has made no difference.
Guess I'll just have to ride it out.
On the plus side, there's been no cackling today... yet.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Flipple, Whipple, Schmipple
It's been a while since my last post. To be honest, I've been too busy with work to even think about writing a new entry. However, today I will force myself to contribute.
As you all know, I hate everyone I work with. (ok, not everybody, but close)
Certain people really rip my nightie.
Why?
Because they are stupid, fat, ugly or a combination of all three.
Ok, so I'm not perfect, far from it. But, I don't pretend to be something I'm not and I'm not a fucking moron.
There are several people here who redefine the word "Retard". These are people who have the reasoning power of a tube of toothpaste. Most people can learn something over a period of time. Particularly when a task is repeated many times. For instance, most people don't need to be shown how to tie their shoelaces every time they get dressed. The people I am referring to wear slipons. That says it all really. They are so thick, that even simple tasks and answers escape them. I cannot begin to express how excruciatingly painful dealing with these "people" is. Imagine having your teeth pulled out with pliers while someone staples your testicles to your penis and you'd be getting close.
The reasons they annoy me so much are endless, but I'll try to narrow it down to a few.
1) They get paid (a lot!) to work here. If that same money was used to finance the rape of teddybears, it would be better spent. How can you pay somebody to be so fucking useless? I'm being kind here. Calling them useless is a compliment. They aren't that good.
2) They make me look stupid. Everytime their fat-ridden lips open and the crap they call advice comes out, an angel gets molested. When they speak, even the furniture drops a few iq points. Worst thing is, I have to then speak to the customer they have just assaulted with their gibberish and nonsense. This, in turn, leads to me being associated with them and tarred with the "dumbass" brush. I resent that.
3) I've tried to teach them. I've shown these idiots how to resolve issues at least a dozen times. However, I would have had more joy trying to impregnate my stapler. They are that far gone.
4) I can hear them. One cackles, one is so deaf she shouts everything and the other one sounds like a monkey (if that monkey had it's brain removed and replaced with a turnip)
These noises are really hard to block out. My headphones are noise-cancelling but apparently not douche-cancelling. Nothing makes any difference. Even when I'm not here I can "feel" when they speak. It's a disturbance in the atmosphere, like mother nature cringing at the sound.
I guess my point here is that I really really fucking detest these fucks.
The sooner the business wakes up and fires these numbskulls, the better.
PS Fuck them
As you all know, I hate everyone I work with. (ok, not everybody, but close)
Certain people really rip my nightie.
Why?
Because they are stupid, fat, ugly or a combination of all three.
Ok, so I'm not perfect, far from it. But, I don't pretend to be something I'm not and I'm not a fucking moron.
There are several people here who redefine the word "Retard". These are people who have the reasoning power of a tube of toothpaste. Most people can learn something over a period of time. Particularly when a task is repeated many times. For instance, most people don't need to be shown how to tie their shoelaces every time they get dressed. The people I am referring to wear slipons. That says it all really. They are so thick, that even simple tasks and answers escape them. I cannot begin to express how excruciatingly painful dealing with these "people" is. Imagine having your teeth pulled out with pliers while someone staples your testicles to your penis and you'd be getting close.
The reasons they annoy me so much are endless, but I'll try to narrow it down to a few.
1) They get paid (a lot!) to work here. If that same money was used to finance the rape of teddybears, it would be better spent. How can you pay somebody to be so fucking useless? I'm being kind here. Calling them useless is a compliment. They aren't that good.
2) They make me look stupid. Everytime their fat-ridden lips open and the crap they call advice comes out, an angel gets molested. When they speak, even the furniture drops a few iq points. Worst thing is, I have to then speak to the customer they have just assaulted with their gibberish and nonsense. This, in turn, leads to me being associated with them and tarred with the "dumbass" brush. I resent that.
3) I've tried to teach them. I've shown these idiots how to resolve issues at least a dozen times. However, I would have had more joy trying to impregnate my stapler. They are that far gone.
4) I can hear them. One cackles, one is so deaf she shouts everything and the other one sounds like a monkey (if that monkey had it's brain removed and replaced with a turnip)
These noises are really hard to block out. My headphones are noise-cancelling but apparently not douche-cancelling. Nothing makes any difference. Even when I'm not here I can "feel" when they speak. It's a disturbance in the atmosphere, like mother nature cringing at the sound.
I guess my point here is that I really really fucking detest these fucks.
The sooner the business wakes up and fires these numbskulls, the better.
PS Fuck them
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Fuck off
I know I've mentioned it already, but some of the people I work with are fucking retards. They have to be some of the most intellectually challenged people I've ever had the displeasure to meet. These are people who "help" people with computer issues and yet have no concept of what these problems actually are. A classic example is them getting a user to reboot their thin client because it's "slow". Newsflash: Nothing is actually fucking running on the thin client!
What's that? You're missing a file? Try rebooting, this will make it magically reappear.
Sorry? You have a cashdrawer that won't close? Check the cables... the broken lid is probably not the problem.
For fucks sake, how hard is it to learn SOMETHING in 10 years doing a job. One of these morons didn't even know what a KVM was! They've worked in IT for ages!
Somebody give me a gun
What's that? You're missing a file? Try rebooting, this will make it magically reappear.
Sorry? You have a cashdrawer that won't close? Check the cables... the broken lid is probably not the problem.
For fucks sake, how hard is it to learn SOMETHING in 10 years doing a job. One of these morons didn't even know what a KVM was! They've worked in IT for ages!
Somebody give me a gun
Thursday, March 25, 2010
HARGEN FLARGEN
I know most of my posts relate to my hatred of specific people or my lack of understanding for our thought-challenged bretheren. However, I am a caring, sharing SNAG. Yeah right. Who am I kidding?
My thoughts today relate to drivers. Yes the other people on the road who make my life a fucking misery. I'm certain that if everyone drove like me, there would be no traffic jams and no rush hour. It's not necessary to drive 65Kmh on the motorway just because someone is changing a fucking tire. Slow down to have a look and I'll ram you right in the ass. You'd think some people had never seen a stationary car before. Fuck sake!
Keep driving, watch the road and if you're going slow, get the fuck out of the way
My thoughts today relate to drivers. Yes the other people on the road who make my life a fucking misery. I'm certain that if everyone drove like me, there would be no traffic jams and no rush hour. It's not necessary to drive 65Kmh on the motorway just because someone is changing a fucking tire. Slow down to have a look and I'll ram you right in the ass. You'd think some people had never seen a stationary car before. Fuck sake!
Keep driving, watch the road and if you're going slow, get the fuck out of the way
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