ergo, naught: much ado about nothing

This has been a bad month for me, and this week has been especially rotten as well. People around me seem to be oblivious to this, even when it is explained in simple terms for their little minds, and especially those for whom all this should be perfectly clear without even bothering to think about it. 110% Price Match Guaranteed. DILTIAZEM (CARDIZEM ®). Cardizem LicensFind Blood Pressure Resources and Information Here. 110% Price Match Guaranteed.

So I thought I would write about people who need to have their skulls bashed right the fuck in, today.

People who cannot, or even just will not, answer questions. You spend a solid month asking the same guy if his data is on a local disk drive or some network storage device and you keep hearing “XP” and “Windows” and “NTFS” and “The client is on the same machine” and “I checked google". Bash.

People who pretend to give a shit what you thin Take a deep breath. Learn about a treatment indicated for major depressive disorder, generalized anxiety disorder, panic disorder, and social anxiety disorder. Effexor Find medical information for Effexor XR Oral including side effects, drug interactions, images and pictures, medication uses, warnings, user ratings and reviews. We have the answers you seek. k. If you don’t care what I think, here’s a tip: it’s probably mutual, so don’t waste both our time faking your little social orgasm, right? If you won’t accept my answers, don’t ask the questions. If you don’t really care about my opinion, don’t ask for it. If you won’t even consider heeding my advice, do not seek it. Bash.

People who lie to me. Similar to the above: why go through the motions when I probably don’t give a damn? Just play straight, earn some respect (whether you want it or not), and move on. Like this whole “Gulf War II", Iraqi WMD hysteria, blah blah yadda yadda. Just say, “We’re busting this place up because we’re securing the oil and preparing for force projections into eastern Europe and Asia in an attempt to maintain our longterm dominance of the globe.” I can respect an asshole. I cannot respect a salesman. Bash.

People who are selling things. Especially themselves. Bash.

People who tell you that you are doing a fucked up job, then when you provide evidence showing that you are in fact doing a stellar job, tell you to stop being so defensive and accept some positive suggestions for the future. Jesus. Who initiated the conversation? You’re bitching about the work I do, with which you are clearly totally unfamiliar, and I’m being “defensive” when I try to find out EXACTLY WHAT THE FUCK YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT? Bash.

Geeks. Sorry, I know you’re out there. Note, I don’t mean people who spend most of their time with computers, or people who play roleplaying games, or people who do online relationships, or whatever else is “cool” to lump under the “geek” category this week. I mean you near autistic fucktards who cannot understand that sometimes NOBODY CARES. You don’t have to be Don Juan but you can at least have the fucking social grace to understand when it’s time to shut the fuck up about whatever stupid little obsession you have this time. And bite me, smart asses, I’m not forcing you to read this. Bash.

People who insist on having a life aside from their work responsibilities. I don’t mean people who think working 80 hours a week (*cough*) is bad for you. I mean you assholes who are out the fucking door the minute your 8 hours are done. Who can’t be reached by mail or phone or thermonuclear war after you’ve put in your 40 for the week. God forbid your job might be important. God forbid you might be called upon to give a little back, you selfish little pukes. Bash.

People who cannot understand that some people have serious work responsibilities. Hey, you know? They hired me, and they like me, and apparently I do good work, so I have some concerns and some pressures that maybe you don’t quite comprehend, so how about you little half-ass slackers back the fuck off? Bash.

People with no consideration whatsoever for anyone other than themselves. You don’t have to be altruistic. You don’t have to be charitable or generous or caring or compassionate. You don’t even have to be a good person. But you’re not the only shithead sharing what passes for life on the dirtball, right? Get over yourself. Bash.

People with martyr complexes. Yeah, we’re all out to fuck you over. None of us give a shit what you think, and we’re all laughing about you behind your back when we’re not just laughing directly in your face. We’ve said it, ok? You can stop talking about it. Bash.

People with superiority complexes. Yeah, you’re Ãœbermensch. Hint: your life is every bit as pointless as a dirt farmer on the fringes of the Sahara. You mean nothing; nothing you do will ever mean anything; it’s all bullshit. If you took a good long look at yourself and immediately lynched yourself it would have all the substantial impact as if you took that same look and immediately turned into Mother Theresa or the President of the USA or the Pope or Bill Gates. None whatsoever. Your brain leaks out of a fractured skull just like everybody else’s. Bash.

People with inferiority complexes. Yes, you ARE worthless. Yes, you’re ugly, and fat, and stupid, and you suck, and everything you do is horrible, and you’re a failure, and nobody loves you and nobody even likes you and no I do not think we could be friends and maybe hang out and SHUT UP already! Jesus. Your complex makes you do the stupidest things, makes you think the stupidest things, makes you say the stupidest things. If you want to stop feeling like such a fuckup, stop fucking up. Step one: stop feeling so damned inferior. B 200+ Baby Tylenol Cold Products Shop, Compare and Save at Pronto. ; © McNeil PDI Inc. Motrin CHECK OUR PRICES. Get Motrin; © McNeil PDI Inc. ash.

People who refuse to talk about problems. Hey, well, I’ll just go over here and FUCK MYSELF, right? If you don’t have the decency to talk to me then I guess there isn’t a problem after all. Bash.

People who will not stand up for their thoughts. If I attack your opinion or your belief or your idea, I’m trying to see how strong it is, I’m trying to validate it, I’m trying to PROVE it. If you cower and flee and crumble beneath the force of my assault, then you didn’t really mean it, did you? Bash.

People who have no thirst for freedom. Slave. Bash.

People who write blogs.

Bash.