Sly Bug wrote:

Marsupialized wrote:there is a new dude at my work, today they have it so it's just me and him working in an isolated area away from everyone.
He keeps trying to talk to me but I completely ignore him, he has a southern accent and he asked a few minutes ago why I'm so quiet today
I turned to him and said 'I don't like people from the south' and then went back to working
he said 'oh, ok' and hasn't said a word since.

That's mean.

When he asked me a question on where to put something I said 'I'm not getting paid to train you, man...figure it out'
I have decided this is how I'm going to play it today, then tommorrow come in and be really nice and introduce myself like I've never seen him before.
Another dude I work with already told me he was like 'this guy they have me working with down here is nuts, see if they'll put me somewhere else'
I'm just gonna screw with him all day, then tommorrow act like none of this ever happened.

he looks exactally like Peter Boyle in Taxi Driver

I usually get sick right after I return from the Emissions from the Monolith festival, thanks to the marathon drinking and drugging and little sleep, no doubt. This year, it was delayed by a week. I've had a heinous sore throat for 4 days and this morning I coughed up something that looked like a garden slug who lost a fight with a salt shaker.

Saturday.

BadComrade wrote:What the fuck?

They throw a hell of a parade over by me.





Are you absolutely sure you want to be a clown?

"Dear Sir/Madam,

I would like to apply for any summer placement that you currently have available.

Please find my C.V. attached and if you have any queries please do not hesitate to contact me. Thank you for taking the time to read this and i'll look forward to hearing from you in the near future.


P.S.: Give me a fucking job."



Why can't I say these things in real lifes, hmmms?

Found a photo in the street today. I think I'll submit it to Found Magazine.

I'd guess it was from the early 80s. A guy with a moustache and very curly hair is holding a newborn baby that is in mid gesture. Like it's saying "Oy vey".

I'll try to scan it later.

Two weird guys just sat down in my office...an hour early for their appointment. I have to face them and pretend to do work as they read magazines. They can hear only the clicking of the keys beneath my fingers.

It's a father and his son...only the father must be at least 80. I can hear him rolling a Dum-Dum sucker around in his mouth...it clicks over his teeth occasionally. The fat, bald son is reading a People Magazine with the headline "What Happened To Lindsay Lohan???" on the cover. At one point, the son suggested to his father that they should go get a drink...to which the crusty old man succinctly replied, "no."

They must think I'm actually doing something right now. The constant clicking must be a source of comfort. I just have to pretend they're not here.

I told them..."You're an hour early. [LAWYER] will be back shortly...but your appointment is scheduled for 3:30 PM. If you haven't gone to get lunch, you'd have plenty of time to do so." As I figured, my suggestion is turned down.

People come in all the time just expecting my "boss" to get back and be able to help them...because lawyers apparently don't have anything to do other than listen to asshats bitch at them. Ummm...no, fucktards...I think not.

The old man is chewing/smacking his lips slowly again...like a cow...as I type...

I just gave myself the second self-surgery I've undergone within a month. Ben Adrian performed the third operation. Well done, with the digging into my arm with a needle and all!

Thank you, American health care system! Thank you, Exacto knife biopsies!

I think that I'm going to go faint now.

Mandroid2.0 wrote:I just gave myself the second self-surgery I've undergone within a month. Ben Adrian performed the third operation. Well done, with the digging into my arm with a needle and all!

Thank you, American health care system! Thank you, Exacto knife biopsies!

I think that I'm going to go faint now.

Giving yourself tattoos Mandroid? I thought you weren't in Oakland yet...is Ben in Bumblefuck?

New resume reads:
Amp Repair and Restoration
Effects Repair and Modification
Guitar Electronics Repair
Mandroid Repair.

Ben Adrian