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Gotta love spam

Now I have to wonder, who the hell is doing this shit? I mean really, do they think people will actually click through even if by some miracle the comment makes it past the spam filter?

Well, here’s a few of my favorites (without the links to the porno, sorry, and if you need viagra, go somewhere else):

  • Leallimpelo | patron acceptance pauperismed accoutrement viagra inconceivable r“le scribble housecoat (What the fuck are you saying, man?!)
  • whelawhobby | rush reckon myriad heedful deluge cialis rush (Well, this just sounds terrifying)
  • IcorsnIbrubre | black iron poker slot scaletrix cache creek casino (See above comment, hot poker?) playing cards illegal during middle ages (So how old do you have to be again?)
  • plogypeskelry | rely on up to boyfriend and testament good sense cialis expansive pedagogical (Well I know what I’d do if my boyfriend ever said something like this to me.)
  • ambudrotins | vufjydsawdf
    free anal sex (Do people pay for this often?)

But my all-time favorite is…

Stissismdek | You site very good and interesting . Thanks and sory
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sory
sory
(Why are you apologizing? For not using spell checker or just spamming the hell out of my blog? A spammer with a conscience, hmmm?)

In conclusion…

All I can say is good luck (and kindly leave me the hell alone).

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Ya know you’re rude when…

loud

  1. The people next to you can’t hear themselves think
  2. The person across the building can hear you on your conference call and their not on the phone
  3. People leave work to do their work
  4. You’re giving your cube neighbor a headache
  5. No one wants to start a conversation with you
  6. Everyone around you (and in the building for that matter) has their noise canceling headphones up to full blast
  7. The office has started a fund raiser to purchase earplugs
  8. You can’t shut the hell up!

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OMG, I’m going to freak the fuck out!

Bitch, I didn’t invite you into this conversation…

kick-in-the-headGrrrrrrrr, I am so fucking tired of people stepping in and trying to do my job, trying to tell me how things that I am responsible for are going to be done, and I think I’ll kick the next person who talks over me in a meeting right in the fucking head!

Again, why did they hire me?!

Well, let me tell ya (again). Because I know what the fuck I am doing! (Besides, why didn’t you get the job then, hmmm?) I’d like to show you that I know what I am doing, but you won’t let me. Oh well, maybe someday, I’ll finally get my big break.

Here’s more on my wishlist:

  • Freedom to use my talent as necessary
  • Authority to have control over my responsibilities
  • Others to shut the fuck up and listen

Pretty simple, eh? (I need to be a creative director.)

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