I'm not talking to my coworker, who sits right next to me, and (YET AGAIN) his fucking radio was too loud for my taste. He listens to crappy talk radio...it's got like the news or something...nothing like O&A or Z100. So I hate it, and I don't want to hear it at all. I listen to my own music with HEADPHONES. No one here is really much like me (odd n' punkish attitude/eccentric or w/e you want to classify me as), so of course my music isn't what anyone here would like (most of the time). They're all 15-20+ years older than me. So I'm respectful and I have headphones, so they don't have to listen to my shiz. Not Raf...NOOOOO...I have to hear his shit drifting over into my ears....not my idea of a good time. I've been asking him time and time again (nicely, I might add) to lower it, because I honestly don't want to hear it. This asshole has responded with "crank up your headphone volume!" But has also turned it down a bit....Wtf dude....I have to be able to hear our boss down the hall and other ppl if they need me. He's such a prick!
And if he happens to be working on a project that I also worked on before, and if something on it could be wrong, he immediately points out that I did it. Yea, sometimes it may be something that I honestly got a little wrong. I've only been here a year, and some of these projects are still from when I was kinda new. He's been here for 12 years. He makes more stupid mistakes than me most of the time. And sometimes my mistakes aren't even my mistakes! I was told to do them by one of the salesman directing the job, or the contractor had said to do it. I'm still learning, but I'm really not that far behind him. He's not that smart. Really...he's not. It's really immature and stupid for you to keep pointing out things that may not really even be my fault. I don't want to have to constantly defend myself dude.....WTFFFFF
OH MAN! And YESTERDAY...I fucking lost it yesterday. He broke the camel's back. I was surfing the net while waiting for our boss to give me another project to work on, and then all of a sudden this program called "XP Antispyware 2010" pops up and shuts down my internet, totally blocking any connection to the web. And alerts keep popping up. It's not even our virus program, nor is a full version of w/e it claims to be. So, basically, I can't go on the internet anymore (except now I found a slight loop-hole) and these fucking alerts keep popping up every few minutes. I ask Raf if he can pull up the Dell tech support number, because I want to call and see if they know anything. He says 'brb' and runs his little ass to our boss and fucking tattles again. As soo as he walked away, I knew what he was going to do, so I followed him and immediately explained to Ben what happened. I didn't click or download anything....I don't really know what happened. I was on websites I've been visiting for years! I later told Raf that next time he should just tell me to go to Ben (our boss) and he didn't need to fucking tattle on me like a bitch. I wasn't even going to do anything to my COMPANY'S computer. I was just going to see if they knew anything, so that when I spoke to our other boss- the owner- I might have had a better idea or even a possible solution already. Then Raf says to me a few minutes later that from now on I should just go to Ben. I responded "WHATEVER DUDE..WHATEVER" and walked away. Fuck you guy. That's basically what I just told you. He could have fucking asked me why I wanted the number and to talk to me about not modifying anything...I'm not that stupid that I'd fuck with stuff that isn't mine, and he assumed otherwise and didn't have the balls to stand up and confront me about it. PUSSY-LIPPED TATTLE BITCH!
So, I said he broke the camel's back, right? Well, this morning he fucking stomped on that broken back. I emailed him about lowering the radio since it was fucking blasting again, because I refuse to even speak to him at all anymore. His outlook wasn't even open, so when he went to the bathroom, I opened it up so he could see my email. He then says "If you have anything to say to me, just say it" I ignore him completely, because he doesn't exist. I don't acknowledge little dickheads like him. He then says "Didn't your mother teach you any manners?" NOW I'M FUMING! But I continue to ignore him because I don't want to bite his head off. Another line of puke flows from his mouth. "I guess not" That's it. I'm done. I turn to him and tell him not to talk about my fucking family. Don't talk about my mother, don't bring up my family. I don't talk about your religion, don't talk about my family. He's a (born again?) Jahovah's Witness. WTFFFFFF....I don't understand those ppl...I've had conversations about our beliefs, but nothing he says makes any sense. He's just wrong and I still hate him. He's retarded. He needs to stfu.
Oh, btw, he also makes these weird whistling, hissing and ticking sounds CONSTANTLY. And I haven't said anything about that, because I don't want to be a total bitch. It annoys the shit out of me, but I choose to stay quiet and try to ignore it as best I can.
I've only been sitting back here with him for like a month, and I WANT TO KILL HIM.
I WANT TO BASH HIS FACE IN.
I WANT TO BREAK ALL HIS TEETH.
I WANT TO STRANGLE THE LIFE OUT OF HIM.
I WANT TO POOP IN MY HAND, AND THEN SHOVE IT DOWN HIS THROAT UNTIL HE'S LITERALLY FULL OF SHIT.
I WANT TO SCREAM IN HIS EARS UNTIL THEY BLEED.
I WANT TO MURDER HIS WIFE INFRONT OF HIM, BY COOKING HER ALIVE, AND THEN FEED HER TO HIM.
never....NEVER talk about my family.
I really can't wait to go see Muse tonight with my bf! I told him I need a really big hug when I see him. I also haven't had any sex in like 2 weeks...so, yea....Tonight I may go to jail for accidentally fucking my bf to death.
Even though I want to murder Raf, I'm still in a good mood and a happy person today. Is that sick? Having homicidal thoughts about a coworker, but still loving life. hahahahaha
And if he happens to be working on a project that I also worked on before, and if something on it could be wrong, he immediately points out that I did it. Yea, sometimes it may be something that I honestly got a little wrong. I've only been here a year, and some of these projects are still from when I was kinda new. He's been here for 12 years. He makes more stupid mistakes than me most of the time. And sometimes my mistakes aren't even my mistakes! I was told to do them by one of the salesman directing the job, or the contractor had said to do it. I'm still learning, but I'm really not that far behind him. He's not that smart. Really...he's not. It's really immature and stupid for you to keep pointing out things that may not really even be my fault. I don't want to have to constantly defend myself dude.....WTFFFFF
OH MAN! And YESTERDAY...I fucking lost it yesterday. He broke the camel's back. I was surfing the net while waiting for our boss to give me another project to work on, and then all of a sudden this program called "XP Antispyware 2010" pops up and shuts down my internet, totally blocking any connection to the web. And alerts keep popping up. It's not even our virus program, nor is a full version of w/e it claims to be. So, basically, I can't go on the internet anymore (except now I found a slight loop-hole) and these fucking alerts keep popping up every few minutes. I ask Raf if he can pull up the Dell tech support number, because I want to call and see if they know anything. He says 'brb' and runs his little ass to our boss and fucking tattles again. As soo as he walked away, I knew what he was going to do, so I followed him and immediately explained to Ben what happened. I didn't click or download anything....I don't really know what happened. I was on websites I've been visiting for years! I later told Raf that next time he should just tell me to go to Ben (our boss) and he didn't need to fucking tattle on me like a bitch. I wasn't even going to do anything to my COMPANY'S computer. I was just going to see if they knew anything, so that when I spoke to our other boss- the owner- I might have had a better idea or even a possible solution already. Then Raf says to me a few minutes later that from now on I should just go to Ben. I responded "WHATEVER DUDE..WHATEVER" and walked away. Fuck you guy. That's basically what I just told you. He could have fucking asked me why I wanted the number and to talk to me about not modifying anything...I'm not that stupid that I'd fuck with stuff that isn't mine, and he assumed otherwise and didn't have the balls to stand up and confront me about it. PUSSY-LIPPED TATTLE BITCH!
So, I said he broke the camel's back, right? Well, this morning he fucking stomped on that broken back. I emailed him about lowering the radio since it was fucking blasting again, because I refuse to even speak to him at all anymore. His outlook wasn't even open, so when he went to the bathroom, I opened it up so he could see my email. He then says "If you have anything to say to me, just say it" I ignore him completely, because he doesn't exist. I don't acknowledge little dickheads like him. He then says "Didn't your mother teach you any manners?" NOW I'M FUMING! But I continue to ignore him because I don't want to bite his head off. Another line of puke flows from his mouth. "I guess not" That's it. I'm done. I turn to him and tell him not to talk about my fucking family. Don't talk about my mother, don't bring up my family. I don't talk about your religion, don't talk about my family. He's a (born again?) Jahovah's Witness. WTFFFFFF....I don't understand those ppl...I've had conversations about our beliefs, but nothing he says makes any sense. He's just wrong and I still hate him. He's retarded. He needs to stfu.
Oh, btw, he also makes these weird whistling, hissing and ticking sounds CONSTANTLY. And I haven't said anything about that, because I don't want to be a total bitch. It annoys the shit out of me, but I choose to stay quiet and try to ignore it as best I can.
I've only been sitting back here with him for like a month, and I WANT TO KILL HIM.
I WANT TO BASH HIS FACE IN.
I WANT TO BREAK ALL HIS TEETH.
I WANT TO STRANGLE THE LIFE OUT OF HIM.
I WANT TO POOP IN MY HAND, AND THEN SHOVE IT DOWN HIS THROAT UNTIL HE'S LITERALLY FULL OF SHIT.
I WANT TO SCREAM IN HIS EARS UNTIL THEY BLEED.
I WANT TO MURDER HIS WIFE INFRONT OF HIM, BY COOKING HER ALIVE, AND THEN FEED HER TO HIM.
never....NEVER talk about my family.
I really can't wait to go see Muse tonight with my bf! I told him I need a really big hug when I see him. I also haven't had any sex in like 2 weeks...so, yea....Tonight I may go to jail for accidentally fucking my bf to death.
Even though I want to murder Raf, I'm still in a good mood and a happy person today. Is that sick? Having homicidal thoughts about a coworker, but still loving life. hahahahaha