» I Quit!

I handed in my notice this Tuesday just gone,
my reason being one of my colleagues.

I've been working here 8 months and about 19 days now (I keep track based on my b3ta-birthday), when I started I realised almost instantly how much of a bunch of right wing, racist, homophobic, sexist, bigotted cunts they all are. After hearing one racist, sexist and homophobic "joke" too many I defended those who weren't there to do so themselves.

All of a sudden I was gay. Interesting how that works, 'ey? Anyway, for the following months I put up with the gay jokes, the piss taking and other shit. Then about 3 months ago I was having a chat with one of my colleagues on a Thursday afternoon, Peter, and he asks me if I was gay. I told him my views on sexuality* and he stated that he disagreed, he believes that, and I quote "gayness is a mental illness, and all puffs should be locked up with the other loonies". Obviously I thought this was bullshit but I'm just the office minion so I made no big deal of it.

Friday comes, he's fine with me. Monday comes and I'm off work on leave, Tuesday comes and he's off with me. I assumed it was just him being in a bad mood and taking it out on me. Come Thursday he's still being rude and blunt with me so I asked him if I'd managed to offend him, he tells me that "I've been thinking about what you said last week and I don't like it, I disagree with it and it makes me feel sick. I think it'd be best if we don't talk anymore unless it's strictly work related and even then, only if necessary.".

Since then he's been rude to me when he does speak to me. He's, quite a few times, altered paperwork after realising he's written something down wrong (tipp-ex is a bit obvious) and then shouted at me for fucking up. He's fucked up on documents sent to clients, which I've typed up and he's signed off (which here means that he takes responsibility for it) and then told the manager/boss type person that it's my fault. I've been threatened with being given a written and final warning, despite not having a contract, numerous times. I've been threatened with being sacked, all due to him.

I've finally, after 3 months of being a spineless fuckwhit, quit. And I'm feeling better for it already.

*That I don't believe in them, I feel any human has the capacity within them to love another human regardless of their sex or any other attribute, and that sexualities are people's way of rating their homo or hetero phobia. That does not mean to say I don't have a preference, just that I'm not going to let someone's sex get in the way of potential love. But that's another story all together.
(Thu 22nd May 2008, 16:01, More)

» Evil Pranks

This QOTW is terrible
I'll admit before I start that I've enjoyed a few answers and some have warranted a click, but this goes to the majority of the rest.

All this QOTW has done is provoke twats into telling their stories of complete cuntish acts. Not evil, it passes evil, ignores funny and goes straight to destroying peoples mentally.

I've read a few stories which have just left me shocked, that a bunch of people on a board which usually provides pleasent reading material, can write with such pride about how they've caused mental breakdowns or rather seriously injured, had the potential to injure, or intended to injure someone else, just for a few laughs.

The main story that sticks out is one from a guy who worked in a shop with a, as he put it "a fat girl" who fancied a guy who was out of her league and went travelling, he then impersonated the guy she fancied via e-mail, lead her on and then broke it all off, causing her a mental breakdown. Fair enough, he did a prank, it went a bit further than he intended, but that wasn't the case, this was - "Lots of fun but I think we gave the fat girl a bit of a confidence crisis and nervous breakdown when we got busted. Hahahahahahahahahahaha. Aha...aha...a-hahahahaahahaha. What was I laughing about again? Oh yes, that fat girl with the mental breakdown...ahahahahahaha" that bit of icing on the cake filled me with rage.
(this is the story if you want to read it b3ta.com/questions/evilpranks/post108748 )

In the story he states that most people would smell a rat, but it's not true, I was one of the lesser popular kids in school, and that alone reduces your self esteem enough that just the mere chance that the person you fancy who's "way out of your league" might fancy you back is enough to make you believe it despite what the rest of your mind tells you. It used to happen to me quite alot and I never learnt, I can imagine that working with people such as this twat who goes on about how she's fat and ugly and therefore has no chance, that this girl was victim to similar mental attacks.

I've read various other similar stories. Stories where people have been seriously phyisically hurt. One where some guys rigged up a welding torch so that it electricuted some poor sod. Too many people, in my opinion, have used this QOTW as a way of trying to tell a story which they know was a bad thing to do in a way as to try and make it sound funny to heal their conscience.

I hate pranks as it is, I'll admit, so maybe I'm prejudice about it. But I think that as soon as you do something with the intent or result of harming another human, even if it's in revenge for something they've done to you, then there's no possible way you can spin it to make it funny or entertaining.

Saying that, I'm starting to realise that, if these people find it funny, don't feel shame in telling alot of people about it, and boast about it on here, then they must truly take pleasure in other people's misery.




*Breathes out*
(Thu 20th Dec 2007, 10:32, More)

» I Quit!

Okay.
So I'm sat at the desk that I share with Vanessa, I'm typing away, looking things up, surfing the web, the usual really, she's bobbing her head in her own little world. Then she starts humming, only it's not to a tune. It's just humming, randomly every few seconds she makes a little noise. It's insanely irritating.

I've just started reading an interesting article when she starts tapping the table, I lose my concentration, I look to her and she just smiles back at me. "How can someone be so bloody irritating?" I ask myself. She won't stop, just a consistant thudding away at the desk.

I put up with it for a further 5 minutes before I just can't take it any longer, I push my chair back, stand up and tell her to "get out from under there.".

That was the worst 'job I ever had, and I'm glad I quit it when I did.
(Fri 23rd May 2008, 22:58, More)

» Public Transport Trauma

It sort of fits, I guess...
I was coming off the train at Euston after getting back from Manchester, I always walk fast and then run down the escalator as the queue builds up very fast. I'm running the escalator and infront of me is a father-son duo, I'm guessing. I just see a bald head with grey sides and a full of head of hair which looked like it belonged to a 20/25 year old. I lean forward and says "generally, we keep to the left if we're not walking" to the younger of the pair, on the right.

It's not until he looks round bewildered that I notice he had downs syndrome. His dad looks at me, says something to his son and then he moves over. I've never ran down any stairs or escalators so fast in my life.

*ashamed*
(Thu 29th May 2008, 15:44, More)

» What's the hardest you've tried to get dumped?

I got dumped last night,
and feeling rather horny in a "I know I'm not going to get some in quite a while now" I decided to uhm... See to myself. Thought I'd try something new that I haven't tried before, so I used this is my "material" horsesex.com
(Wed 11th Jun 2008, 19:15, More)