The Tale of Kaol and the Spoilt Rich Kids
Just a short one this week.

I was at university in a small, expensive town in Surrey.
I met some good people while I was there, but there were a lot of cunts there too.
Most of them, for some reason, seemed to do Management.

I was sitting on the uni-bus from town back to campus, behind a couple of annoying rich-kid management students.

Now, I'm not really one to judge people on how they look (pot/kettle syndrome), but is wearing your old school blazer really scoring you cool-points?

Anyway, one of them started to talk in a fist-clenchingly posh and nasal voice, moaning about how "Father has cut my allowance down. Instead of the £1000 a week for clothes and going out, I'm only getting £750. I don't know what I'm going to do."

I looked at my £10 weekly food shop on the seat next to me, and briefly, sadly considered bashing his skull in with a tin of Value Chopped Tomatoes.
I decided against it, swallowed hard against the bile and turned my music up to drown him out.

I did get a tiny glimmer of happiness a few weeks later, when I was DJing a Classic Rock night and he came up to request The Libertines.
He got all shouty when I told him to piss off, and was dragged away by one of my mates.
( Cawl, Mon 13 Oct 2008, 12:19, 10 replies)

A classic rock night?
I have visions of a sea of poodle perms and denim.

shudders
(Halfy By light alone, Mon 13 Oct 2008, 12:24, closed)

Nah...
A lot of drunk rock-folk, getting very drunk to Led Zep, mostly...
( Cawl, Mon 13 Oct 2008, 12:26, closed)

Ah
I am quite sure I attend the university in question. I've met a few cunty management types and rich wankers. There are a fair few daddy's money rich types around.
(I have a face also had a sig on, Mon 13 Oct 2008, 12:30, closed)

Classic rock err, rocks
I used to DJ at Cock Rock in Shoreditch (to a bunch of cunts), doing the whole Nazareth, Zep, Hendrix etc shizzle. I fucking love it.

If any tosser had asked me for the Libertines I, too, would have responded as you did.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 13 Oct 2008, 12:33, closed)

To be fair
If I wasn't cueing up the next track, I'd've thrown a drink in his face.
He was built for Polo.
I'm built for violence.
And stabbin'...
( Cawl, Mon 13 Oct 2008, 12:34, closed)

I'm built
for cowardice and running away a bit.

Yet I would have thrown my drink in his face for requesting the Libertines...




before running away a bit
( Moey, Mon 13 Oct 2008, 12:51, closed)

Is the uni
Royal Hollogay/Hollowasian/Hollowarts?

If so, most of the management types seem to be absolutely loaded Chinese people to me. I've seen 1 with a brand new Audi S5 and another with a Porsche Cayenne.

I probably fit into your 'people I hate for no reason' column. My name is Rupert, and I have a personalised numberplate. 1000 a week is loads though.

I practically live off chickpeas and chopped tomatoes, though.
(RooRooRasputin Lover of the Russian Queen, Mon 13 Oct 2008, 13:29, closed)

You're correct,
My good man.

If you've been there any amount of time, and were into rock music, you might well know me.
( Cawl, Tue 14 Oct 2008, 14:41, closed)

I
like The Libertines :(

but there's no place for them at a cock-rock night!
(gin'll fix it, Mon 13 Oct 2008, 14:41, closed)

I fear I am now at the above university for my PhD

Nice place, but certanly a good share of snobbish people.
(fibonacci_cunt cunt, cunt, cuntcunt, cuntcuntcunt,..., Mon 13 Oct 2008, 16:54, closed)