Sunday, November 16, 2003
Not a lot of calls today at of this writing, I've gotten only five. Needless to say, it's quite a slow day here. I guess I'm left with nothing to but to articulate my anger at a certain co-worker (not in the same immediate department).

I've been putting this off for some time now, but the gloves gotta come least here in the comfortable anonymity of cyberspace. Well, not so anonymous to my co-workers and to the coven of bloggers. Anyway, this person has a penchant for sarcasm, you know? It's as if he thinks he's better than everyone else, including this job. Well, why don't you quit for fuck's sake? I mean, rather than jumping at every chance of mumbling some half-assed, feeble attempt at wittiness, just shut the hell up aight?

I'm musing myself when I think I'm still nice by not naming any names here. Whatever it is, this post was inevitable. He doesn't even have an inkling of what an asshole he is. He's oblivious to the fact that his self-important tirade on other people's comments is not amusing to a LOT of people. Harumphhhh.....I dedicate this chorus to him ("Full Nelson" by Limp Bizkit):

but when it takes place and you wanna talk shit then step your ass up
and say right to my face you'll get knocked the fuck out
'cause your mouth's writing checks that your ass can't cash

Articulate, is this not? That's all for today.