All criticism can be constructive.
Thursday, 14 April 2011
Movie Review - Batman & Robin
Monday, 11 April 2011
Telemarketers - Bleh
Telemarketers are assholes who phone you at random times of the day and attempt to convince you to buy their crap or to take up some gym contract you never gonna use.
Firstly, how do they get your damn number. Second, why the shit do they think you would possibly want what they have to offer unless you go out and look for it. Fuck.
Now for starters, your phone rings, oblivious to the fact that it couldn't possibly be another telemarketer, you answer. And the moment you hear a random voice on the other end ask if you're John Doe or whatever, you fucking know you're gonna be on the line for the next 10 minutes while they make their pitch, and you're thinking of different excuses as to why you don't want their shit.
What really pisses me off about them is their piss poor ability to accept no as an answer. It's like they really think you're saying no for the fun of it. You tell them no, and then just carry on going on like I was interrupting or some shit. After saying no twice, they tell you to think about it and they will call back later. WTF. I've already thought about it, that's why I said NO!
And yes they do call back. They ALWAYS call back. If you don't answer your phone, they just keep calling and calling until you do. The 1 time I had 19 missed calls from them. What butt crud.
What do you guys think? Are telemarketers as ass as I make them out to be? Or is it just me?
Thursday, 7 April 2011
Give me some space, let me pay for my shit!
I've come to notice something small that gets me into a fast and extreme rage.
I’m a guy who likes his space, I’m not talking 10 feet of space, I’m not unreasonable, but at least a couple of inches will do!!! Now you go into the supermarket to buy a couple of things after a long day or quickly during your lunch break. You grab the stuff you want and approach the till. The tiller will
start ringing your stuff through and someone waits behind you. But they don’t just wait, they already packing all their shit on the counter! Yeah okay sometimes they don’t have a basket and don’t want to carry loose shit for long, but they don’t just put their shit down, they hover over it like they’re about
to take a piss on it or something. Now they’re pretty much licking the back of your neck. What fuckness. You just can’t help but squeeze your wallet tighter or maybe even clench your damn butt cheeks. You just never fucking know. A part of you just wants to shout out, "Give me some space, let me just pay for my shit!". But I’m just curious, is it just me, or does this happen to everyone?!








