Messages between Mac_Man and Winnie-Wonka
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One thing I've noticed about fecesbook...even the most intelligent people can send the stupidest freaking links. I've now removed all my pics from there - saw some of them on other sites and got pissed. If you like my stuff, fine, use it, but give me credit, dammit. True, that one I did about Santorum was pretty good...! ;o) Here's hoping Humpday treats you well, bro - love you much! *cinnamon toast hugs*
When will the rest of the world realize we evil genius types always have a plan and pretty much know what we're doing at all times? *snerk* For TT you shouldn't have to look any further than your place of work. I've been riffing off of someone in one of my online groups...and fecesbook comments offer much rich fodder. Love you, bro. *strong coffee with vanilla-caramel creamer hugs*
Bro, you do what you have to do. You know me, I'm gonna stand by you no matter what. We've been through too much together for me to feel any other way. I'm also gonna stand by my decision. I will use TT 'cuz let's face it, those ain't "LOLz" and ain't nobody paying attention anyhow. ;o) You're free to use her as well, you know. Throwing down the triple damn, darlin', you know I love you. *sweet tea hugs*
Wait a minute. If it's the end of the world as we know it, shouldn't we be feeling FINE? Oh. Wait a minute. I've got it. We're "fine" in the Aerosmith sense of the word. ;o) Damn, bro, I love you. *egg sammich hugs*
I'm too old and cynical to believe in pure coincidence. The one and only thing I like about this whole situation is that Ben is out on the front lines, handling it himself and I don't have to deal with - ahem - customer service. I understand *what* happened, I understand *why* it happened and I understand *what* it means for the future of ICHC...and that future is unclear. Have a look at the FPs: on LOLcats, no comments, 2 fecesbook shares. Animal Capshunz: no comments, 3 fb shares. IHAH: no comments but doing okay at 19 fb shares. ICHC proper: 33 shares, 1 comment. Meanwhile, on FAIL: 41 shares. Memebase: not nearly as good. Hmmm. I guess my concern is that our favorite sites could be circling the drain, and don't think it can't happen - can you say IMMD? I thought you could. *sigh* How much flak are you catching about your decision? My inbox blew up. BLEW UP. I have a wait-and-see stance at this point but still won't build any LOLz. It will be interesting to see if the DB can be customized as projected - no more having to unfriend people because I hate the stuff they fave would be nice. Okay. Enough. I love you, bro. Thanks for all the tulips. :o) *chicken-bacon-ranch pasta salad hugs*
Damn, bro. That breaks my heart...which is kind of ironic because I've had someone else telling me that *my* decision to not do any more LOLz was breaking their heart. I guess I get it now. I have decided I will do only ToxicTrudy stuff, as ToxicTrudy, because TPTB will never use that bitch - she'll never FP, therefore, never be part of the revenue stream. (The day that happens I'll shut her down.) We've had a helluva run, haven't we? I know there are a few who will read this and rejoice...fuck 'em. They will never be able to take away from me what I accomplished on this site. I did my LOLz my way, according to my own tastes and without ever having to bend a knee to anyone. I can live with that...and I think you can, too. Will you do "private" LOLZ as I have been? I bet if we asked KK4 she's be sure to allow us to keep on rippering along. ;o) I love you, man, and I'm damned proud of you. Always will be. *champagne hugs*
Bro, you da man. Thanks. *chili-cheese fries hugs*
I won't shoot you, bro, but I'll bend you over and spank you hard if it'll make you feel any better. How close are you to getting your phlebotomy cert? That would be awesome - just think, if someone pisses you off you get to stick 'em with a big needle! *giggle* What the cashier said to me was, "Yep." That is *ALL* she said to me. I gave her my hello - nothing. No greeting. No, "You find everything okay?" One of my coupons was rejected - no explanation, and she threw it away. She stood there impatiently while I swiped my card and waited to sign while my bags sat on the counter. She handed me my receipt; I thanked her; she said, "Yep." She was not wearing a name tag so, in full view of her check stand, I trotted my receipt on over to CS, and I don't know if she saw me when I turned and pointed at her...but I hope she did. Me being me, the next time I'm there I will look for her and go through her line; heaven help the bitch if there's a repeat performance. Yes, you shocked me. Good job. *"special" brownies hugs*
I'm guessing it was another beat-a-bitch-with-a-small-appliance SSDD? Bro, I am sorry to hear that. Make a few caustic LOLz - hell, turn Toxic Trudy loose - and do your best to shake it off. Don't have no better advice than that. I had one of the rudest cashiers today I have ever met. So bad, in fact, I stopped by the service desk to file a complaint. I sort of wish I could be there when her supe reads it to her - not that I think it will do a damned bit of good but at least I've had my say. Had I received a written complaint like that about one of my team back when I was managing, it would have been an instant write-up. Yeah, I sort of unloaded. Felt good. I want to come down there someday and just stand by and watch...then follow one of the bad ones out to the parking lot. Oh, the fun we could have!! Hang in there. FWIW I'm always pulling for ya. *demerol with a rum chaser hugs*
Thanks, bro! How did Caturday treat you? It was another fus ro dah day here. *grumblesigh* How's everything else? Beat anybody over the head with a roll of packaging paper yet? I don't know how you do it. I tip my hat to you, good sir. *PB&J hugs*
http://cheezburger.com/View/5842844416 It's what's for breakfast. *Bailey's bonbon hugs*
What is this word, "NO," of which you speak? I am a customer, I am always right, you owe me your livelihood and I know only the word, "YES." ~lol~ You have a message over there...add to that not being able to send the incubator flowers tomorrow because my floral acct is jacked up due to computer error and I cannot get a CSR who speaks proper English on the line... Is it any wonder I want whiskey for breakfast? *screwdriver hugs*
Would rather talk about the other stuff over there...but I can has your yellow duckie? *SOS hugs*
I once had a card customer call in, looking for a line extension; he hadn't made a payment in over four months. I told him he couldn't have more credit. He then asked my race. I kept telling him, "American." He kept pushing. I finally lied and said I was of Chinese descent. His response: "You're a worthless fucking slant-eyed chink." I laughed as I disconnected the call. Had it not been first thing in the morning I would've been more clever and told him my family came from Romania. Or Tunisia. Or some country his redneck eighth-grade-educated ass had never heard of before. One of the *many* reasons I'd rather be broke than work in a call center again. I hope you'll have a happy freaking Friday. Love ya, bro. *Irish coffee hugs*
Anyone who still holds fast to the belief that "the customer is always right" has obviously never had to deal with a customer who is blatantly WRONG. That would be the suits who took their positions straight from college with no real-world experience. I've done the whole CS for a lot of years and I can tell you (and anyone listening in) that those who are as polite to me as I am to them will be able to get me to bend over backwards for them - that old saying about honey and vinegar still holds true. My thing here lately are people stopped in the middle of an aisle, blocking the whole damned this. I've taken to saying, "I wish *I* was the only person in the whole damned store," as I try to make my way past them. 99% just don't get it. Shocker. Here's a toast to us being that entitled someday! *snerk* *appletini hugs*
I totally hear you on the people who so badly pissed you off - that's beyond rude. The sense of entitlement some people have makes me want to try with all my might to shove a shopping cart up their asses. I'm pretty sure I could make it fit. Let's face it, bro - no matter how much we care some people will always be bitches and assholes. Here's big hopes for a brighter day today. *double-fudge brownies hugs*
Oh - DUH! FP congrats. :o)
I can understand the conservatism but find it a little hard to swallow when someone obviously disapproves of my hair color when they are sitting there with an overly processed four-tone dye job. I mean, really? Yeah, chunky red streaks in blonde hair are sooooo natural!! So...I called the place today and the woman who'd interviewed me was so fucking nasty to me, it was unbelievable! I wouldn't take a job there now if they begged me. It's hard *not* to think of good co-workers who've been left behind in the quagmire. I ran into one of the other clerks at the helljob over the weekend and I swear, she's aged five years since I left. We may be struggling but I'm damned blessed I was able to leave. I vow to you right now, bro: the lottery pixies shit on my ticket, you will never *have* to work again. I absolutely mean that. *homemade peach ice cream hugs*
Well...I know I'm probably shooting myself in the foot but I won't change my hair color just for a job. I did that a couple of years back and have to admit it felt a bit like prostitution. The right job will accept the package deal that is me. I have outrageous skills to match the outrageous shade. Yes, too bad about your old place of employment. Bad management is a curse I don't think any "common" worker has ever earned...especially considering bad management usually sides with the worst of the underlings in any dispute. That's been my experience, anyway. Hope Sundog's being good to you, beloved bro. *apple fritter hugs*
Well, both the folks with whom I interviewed are out of the office until Moanday so now, I wait. I really do intend to ask if I'm just wasting my time...but I really do want that job. *lol* Don't know what I'll do if my haircolor is their issue. I can dye...but sooner or later I have to show them my tats. The helljob is being advertised again for the SEVENTH time since I left. Picture me not being surprised in the least. Glad those beems helped; a less homicidal you is a good thing because I don't think you'd get much online time in the slammer and I would miss you terribly. *cafe au lait hugs*
Well, whaddaya know? One of the jobs I actually interviewed for is being advertised again. I should just walk into the office and say, "Okay, you ready now to hire someone who can actually DO the job?" Instead I'll call and see how long applications are kept on file and flat-out ask if I should even bother to reapply. I'm sorry the snowbirds are getting you down. I'm gonna beem some extra-strong happies your way, see if I can't build a cocoon around you that their bullshit simply cannot penetrate. *RC Cola hugs*
How *dare* Monday be mean to you! It needs to be careful or I'll boycott it for your sake. ;o) I've not heard word one back from any of the apps and resumes I've sent out. It's getting really freaking depressing and more than a little scary. I'll just keep on keeping on. Love ya, bro. *pizzelle hugs*
Oh, I think we both know which end is the deadliest. ;o) How you doon? *stuffed French toast hugs*
*lol* Yes, I know you're touched. That's one of the reasons we get along so well. I just shared a video over there about that very thing with you in mind. Love you, bro. *whole wheat buttered toast hugs*
Bro, you "unload" on me anytime. I sincerely love your happy ass and there's not much I won't do for someone I truly love. I'm here for you. Got that? Honestly - and I know how weird this is going to sound - I envy you your grief, knowing the special bond the two of you shared. My blood-related brother nearly died a couple of years ago and I did not care. We haven't spoken in over 10 years and I do not miss him. How I wish things could be different...but this is the way he wanted it and it is what it is. So. I know you're not really into the whole wheel'n'deal with the collectibles but your collections are now complete. :o) When you think of it, could you send your poor old Aunt_Bertha a spare food-related item? She's *always* hungry! Love ya, bro. Sincerely. *bacon & eggs hugs*
I saw your post, bro. I don't know what to say other than I'm so sorry for your pain. It saddens me to know you lost someone so close to you at such a young age from such a crappy thing. The world just isn't fair. *hot chocolate hugs*
I sent you some tissues so when we cry and whine together we'll have something for cleanup after. ;o) Stoopy lotto pixies need to understand that right now even a couple hundred smackeroos would make a huge difference for us right now. I have GOT to find work, dammit. *sigh* It's all cold here today and the sun has that hard edge to it - ain't nothing gonna melt! A little snow yesterday, just enough to make things good and slide-ey on the roads. I'm thinking it may be time to head south. Can we throw up a tent in your backyard? Love ya, bro. *caramel roll hugs*
