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I'm sure if you go back through this thread I have a similar post. I agree with everything you said. I've just come to accept it as the norm now. Which sucks also.

Didn't mean to make light of your post. I understand that sometimes you have to let it out.

 

i searched paul kaiju for shits and giggles, so sad.

 

So would any of you DM a company with a booth at DCON asking for help to score a goddamn pin
from another booth? Especially a company you don't follow nor have EVER bought anything from?
Apparently I am disrespectful for telling them we dont have time to go around helping you and mentioning
to get a mule next time. Fuck him and his random asshole friend for trying to continue telling me how
disrespectful I am even after they told me they were hitting up random people on IG, but no THAT isnt disrespectful
at all. Get a mule and your little I FART A LOT feelings wont be hurt next time, simple.

 

The hell? It was kind of you just to bother responding at all. I wouldn't have taken the time to do even that much.

 

Holy entitled motherfucker, Batman.
It's not your job to score a pin for a stranger just because you happen to be at DCon! And to make such a fuss over a pin? Bringing their friends into this over a pin?!?

WHO RAISED THESE PEOPLE

 

Haha, it just threw me off since TAG isn't a personal profile. He tells me that he just went around asking random people
that were going to the con. Ok so you don't even bother to look at the profile, just send a quick message asking for help,
and then get butt hurt when I tell you we are too busy to personally go get you a pin? Keep in mind this guy doesn't follow
us nor has ever made a purchase from us. Then some other profile messages TAG that whoever is handling IG is being so
rude to his friend. Your buddy just sent a message stating he didn't even look at the profiles when he DM'ed them; so I'm the
rude one?

 

im very happy that in my industry we can tell people to fuck off. and if someone else messages me i can tell em to fuck off too. or fuck each other off. frankly i dont give a fuck. bunch of fucks honestly.

 

Lots of FUCK YOUS!

Fuck you, venomous spider that crawled on my arm and tried to escape onto the kitchen countertop! I don't know where you came from, but you're dead now, and I feel no remorse. Connecticut doesn't have many venomous spiders, but you, bub, are one of the few. GET OUT OF MY HOOOOUUSSSEEE! IN A HEFTY BODY BAG!

Fuck you, crazy aunt! You have the gall to be fresh and rude to your ailing 82 year old father who is half deaf, losing his alertness to Parkinson's, and has done nothing but try to love you? I don't give a crap about your imaginary daddy issues, you treat your dad and MY grandfather with some respect.
ALSO! You do NOT waltz into our garage and rummage through everything just because we graciously offered to store some of your things that didn't fit into your new apartment. You literally tore open the boxes that held my sister's college belongings, your own brother's things, and your mother's things, because yes, we store their things to. Now how are they supposed to retrieve their things some day if the boxes themselves are destroyed? Giant cardboard boxes don't grow on trees. And no, we didn't steal or sell your stuff, and it's insulting that you would think we would stoop that low to begin with. From what I recall, you borrowed $2,000 that you never gave back, and my dad decided to just forget and forgive because he didn't want to cause any trouble.

LASTLY! Fuck you, sister's boyfriend, for taking a bite of my mom's homemade apple pie and spitting it out in front of everyone at the table! Everyone else ate it, it was fine. But no, you had to make a spectacle of yourself because you're a rude, disgusting piece of shit who is undeserving of our hospitality, yet we let you in our house for my sister's sake. So fuck you!

I swear, Thanksgiving is one big shitshow!

 

Fuck NY State Dept of Labor trying to play fancy accounting and deny me benefits based on fiscal quarters. I never apply for unemployment as I'd rather fucking work but guess what I paid into it and I need to put gas in my car! Yet despite have a STEM degree and having worked on State and Federal projects, assinine prospective employers would rather have 5-10 yrs experience for entry level work and I can't get a interview to save my life. Guess what -I could probably run circles around your senior consultants!

 

Gotta send one out to myself. For missing out on a GRAIL that will never surface again.

I'll learn one day.

 

Fuck holiday anxiety!

All that's running through my mind lately is:

• Will everyone's gifts arrive on time?
• Will someone buy me something godawful and I have to pretend to like it?
• Will everyone like the gifts I got them?
• Will my relatives make a complete shitshow of Christmas, per usual?
• Will I get sick for Christmas?
• Will I get a migraine on Christmas?
• Will I miss the festivities with my boyfriend's family?
• Will my sister start drama with us?
• Will my sister have a fight with her boyfriend?
• Will my sister's boyfriend come here and I have to share breathing space with that psychopath?
• Will I ever have a normal holiday season that I actually enjoy without worries and unavoidable, toxic people?

My mom is already ill, so I swear, if my family dares to give her any grief... I might not be able to keep my mouth shut.

 

How about a big ol' fuck you to 2016?! This year, has been nothing but a bag of dicks for the most part.

 

I won't say 'fuck you', but a swift "GODDAMN IT" to myself, for not pulling the trigger sooner on a beaK Goblin's Blood Kusogon, and to the lucky fucker that did!

 

2016 can go curl up in a ball and die in a hole. Possibly one of the worst years I've ever encountered.

 

Without question, this applies to myself, as well as some close friends and family.

 

2016 has been rough, please end.

 

I want to punch 2016 in the face, and then while it's writhing in pain- hogtie and set it on fire while dropping it off a 5000 ft cliff. That's how I feel about 2016.

 

Mondays. That's pretty much all I have to say.

 

My new coworker! She retains zero information you tell her. She is basically worthless! So goddamn frustrating.

 

Is she a potato?

 

She might as well be.

 

Ah, THAT kind of coworker. Is she just stupid or high/hungover/drunk and hoping no one will notice?

 

alright guys, potatoes have done nothing wrong and i think we should lay off the insults towards them.

 

I like potatoes, they are my friends. I like them fried, boiled, baked and did I say fried?

 

Now you've done it! Next to bacon, french fries races behind as a vital food group. Just ask...





Now I'm hungry...