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Random Bitch-Fest

Late Summer my ass…

Week after week, been praying and hoping that a little piece of archaic cellular technology would be delivered to what is suppose to be the most advance smart phone… But at last, like a Jewish child on Christmas, no abundance of gifts and joy, just dreidels and chocolate coins. (No offense to anyone of the Jewish faith, just a really bad analogy.)

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AT&T promised mult-imedia message (MMS) and damn it, I want it. Of course after the buzz of having MMS dies down (like 2 hours) I’ll never use the feature again, but for a $100 cell phone bill AT&T needs to pony the hell up. Both AT&T and Apple need to stop ass-raping customers and provide the services promised or start issuing credits and refunds. Actually not only do I want be compensated at this point, I want a written apology from everyone involved with the iphone. From the lowly sales rep at my local AT&T store, the fake ass smiling people at the Apple Store (burning bridges again) all the way up to Steve Jobs and Randall Stephenson.

Oh and if iPhone tethering ends up costing more that $20 to the consumer, I’m going to do something very not nice.

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The Voice Of Many

Awwwwwww

You’re Such An Asshole!

Since being an adult and coming into my own, I’ve pretty much heard that statement above and I have no qualms in agreeing with it. I am an asshole, and very unapologetic about being one. But while admitting that I can be pretty inconsiderate, pig headed, self absorb and very unconcerned with your feelings, I’m not that way intentionally.

Ok… maybe I am

So I Lack Home Training

So if you happen to know me, I mean really, really know me, you have a general understanding that I’m a damn fool. I believe I’ve mention before that I have this question. A question of ignant, that it doesn’t deserve the correct spelling of ignorant. First the back story:

On some rare occasion I happen to find myself at a the local Walgreens/CVS/24 hour drug store in the middle of the night. As a level of security, these establishments usually have some type of armed guard on duty, and in most cases its an on-duty policer officer/deputy. And it never fails that each and every time I’m in a 24 hour drug store with a cop on duty, the cop is paying more attention to macking on the female cashier than trying to serve and protect. So from these situations and in my cracks head, I thought of something. A question that I believe to be so offensive that I feared being arrested for asking it. And the question is-

“As an uniform officer, how much play/trim/action/ass/pussy/whatever you get just by wearing the uniform?”

So tonight as I was leaving the Prop House, I headed into the neighbor Walgreens, to get some store branded ibuprofen and without fail there was a uniformed officer, macking on the female cashier. There wasn’t a lot of people in the store and after the couple of drinks I had, my liquid courage was in full effect. So I circle around the store a few times, just to wait to see if he would stop talking to the cashier. After 20 minutes or so, I must have look pretty suspect as I kept walking around and eyeing him. So he approached me and asked if everything was alright, I replied and asked if it was alright to ask him something. I threw out some fluff questions to butter him up, asking if he was married or something similar to it. And then I politely apologize and said ” This might offend you, but its been on my mind…” and I laid it on him. 

He immediately busted into laughter, it was too the point where he shed a tear. He wiped his eye and calmly said “I’ve gotten a few numbers, but nothing to brag about.” He chuckled a few more times to himself and said that I made his night. 

So I finally got an answer, but I guess that it would be poll multiple cops and see the variance in their answers but maybe I’m ‘nerd-ing’ it too much.