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Why am I angery? WHY am I Angery?!
2003-07-07 12:42:37
Ever wonder why I sometimes come across way to critical or just down right cruel to some people?
“I have been into the whole Pentium scene since 1985!” < ===== There is your reason. The fools I have to put up with at Wal~mart. F*cking second jobs. This foolish mortal of a man comes into my department last night looking for a PC. [Why at Walmart? I’ll never know!] Asked for my help…. “Is this Hewlett-Packard upgradeable?” (LOL) No sir, honestly you’d lucky to get another dimm of RAM to fit into this machine. “Oh, so you can add memory.” As long as it’s not in excess of a Gig, sir. “Well, we’ll take it!” Well sir this Emachine is a much better buy. Its fully upgradeable, it has all standard ATX parts unlike the HPs, and it’s $300 less expensive. “Well I need a Pentium!” Sir this particular Athlon will perform as well, if not more so than the P4. [Both being 2.4Ghz (Athlon 2400 @ 1.93Ghz)] What are you doing that you need a high performance machine? “Well its for our Internet” That’s when it struck me ‘I’m dealing with a simpleton!’ He fought me tooth and nail, and after claiming to have a “recording studio in his basement" I asked him what kind of computer was running it. “Oh, just a 3.2 Ghz P4 machine.” Well what kind of stuff do you d.? “Mostly MP3s and things.” (< === dumbass) So I bragged my specs, not having to bullshit at all, I blew him away with knowledge. So he said “well college boy, I have been into the whole Pentium scene since 1985!” (about this point the rage began to swell from deep within me.) Wanting so desperately to tell him off I just said please excuse me, and went into the back to take a break, before I though about it too long and hard and popped an Aneurysm. I love this town, no matter how much you know Bubba-Jim knows soo much more. That is why I constantly come home angry and ready to kill. And why I don’t have nay more roommates. I swear if one more dumbass know-nothing come in asking for a highend machine without a clue as to why or how, then fights me on the issue. Many many people and things will hurt. - Don’t like the weather in Georgia? Wait 15 minutes. 2003-01-10 00:25:53 Don’t like the weather in Georgia? Give it 15 minutes. That is sooooo true. This after noon was beautiful! Sun was shining, warm, not a cloud as far as the eye could see. So I deiced to treat me and the car. Now….. I pours. Piss me off. This wasn’t supposed to happen! This was perfect. I got up too the top off, and immediately went don to get my emissions test. Finally my car deiced to pass. 4 months I had been fighting with that damn machine. “This is a sign, it’s going to be a great day!” I thought. So on I go doing the various other things necessary to get Engel legal and keep her happy. Thus including, Oil change (I deiced not to do it myself, just lazy I guess), Acquiring tags, car wash, new rims, and what ever else I can find time for. When I got over to the Oil change place I found that no one has the oil filter of Air filter to fit my car, so I had to make a trip over to the dealership. What do you mean an Air-filter costs $43 that’s asinine! For that price I expect it to change itself and shake itself clean in-between. Oh well I guess it’s all the price of driving such a fine automobile. Next came tags. Relatively inexpensive, Only $20, hey that’s cool. Next time it’ll be $75 though. Custom tags are a bitch, but to think, only 5 years and it’s classic! Free tags!! MMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Oh well, now it was off to the car wash. “Hell yeah I what the ‘super premium’ wash! What do I look like, a chump?”….”Well shit then, give me the ‘Manager’s special!’ By the way, how much is the ‘Manager’s Special?’ $40!!!! Good lord that’s a lot of money, better be worth it!!” So there I sat for two hours feeling like a damn fool. But when she returned to me, I hardly recognized her. She was like a whole new car! (Smelled like one too!) I had never seen anything so gorgeous. So many orgasms, so little time. Well that was a plus, so back I was on the road. Heading down to see my wheel man. There I set me an order for a set of custom “Targa” style rims (17x8, 18x10), all just under $2000. Hell yes, I made out like a bandit. All that and then when I got home Brain’s package made it!! My own set of R2 Fushigi Yugi DVD’s!! Nothing could ruin my day. God: “Look bitch, you will have no joy while I’m on duty!” *queue torrential down pours Well fuck me in the goat ass. There goes $40 worth of car wash, right down the shitter. So the day wasn’t a total bust (actually it was quite good), it just pisses me off that the rain has to come and ruin my nice shinny new(ish) car. And the weather dude said it wasn’t supposed to rain. Then again predicting weather in Georgia is pretty futile. No matter what you say it will do just the opposite in order to piss everyone off.
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The Joys of Moving
2002-07-03 01:09:52
Yes it’s that time again. Good old Mr. Pilkington has pack up all his shit and leave for yet another new town. And as expected the weater has to be a pian in the ass. [Impersonating weather] “Oh you poor abandoning bastard! What can I do to piss on your paraded?” So here I am, brining out the first wave (yes those were waves not loads) of crap to haul into storage when to my surprise, torrential downpour, out of nowhere…. NOT A CLOUD IN THE SKY!!!! What did I do to deserve….(?) Oh! Oh yeah. So I decide to wait out the surreal display. Not all was bad, I do have to say that the trip home was humorous, the whole way I could only thin of how great it would be to get pulled over. It looked like a con threw up in there. All sorts of computer (namely video editing) components just strewn through out the back seat. More Gundam, Eva and Macross models than House of Anime had on display at Anime Express. Not to mention the vast assortment of DVDs, VHS and VCDs I had just tossed in there. Considering I have no trunk space left (Massive Crinos system) I also had yon random belonging crelessly flopped on top of the rest of the mess, none of which where even remotely packaged of course. And dear lord the number of trips I had to make. I put well over 1100 miles on my car in trips to and from storage alone. All was going well, at least as well as the Georgia weather would allow, until the 3-day period hit. You know, those last three days before your landlord comes over and says “if all this isn’t out in 5 minutes it becomes mine!” at this point I had a trash dump for a living room and no one was willing to take responsibility and help me with it. I’m the one whose name is on the lease therefore all of the mess in the building is my problem. Ultimate pass the buck. And the excuse, “Oh, I work all night.” So apparently because he does nothing but work for eight hours a night, and spends the rest of the time sleeping and IMing his girlfriend, I am now responsible for his mess. I work too! What about that?! Oh yeah, most of my job involves phone calls and emails, that surely don’t constitute a real job. Besides, It’s no my fault that I was smart and took the week off. Since I’m tired as hell and seem to just be ranting anyways, I’ll get to the point.
The moral of this story boys and girls: Roommates are the devil. If you ever have to get a roommate be sure it’s someone you don’t mind beating senseless. Or else you will end up in my shoes. 3days to do 2 weeks worth of work, no sleep the last night, and still no enough time to finish the job. Oh how I’m glad I’m out f there. But oh how I wish I didn’t have to loose my security deposit.
JOURNAL: Mr Pilkington (Just call me "Pilk" )
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