Gravity cat Posts

One of my coworkers is currently being trained up to be a Supervisor and one of the things she's now allowed to do is give refunds and do exchanges. A company policy dictates that we must take the customer's name and address. Not normally a problem, except for the rare occasion when you get that one idiot who doesn't want to and thinks it's okay to be a cunt about it.

Well, she got one of those today.

Run with a piece of toast from your mouth wherever you go. If you crash into someone they're your soulmate whether they like it or not.

I do love Cyanide and Happiness.

Remember the unwritten rule of porn: fantasy =/= reality. If someone takes to porn and is actually influenced by it, chances are they were in a bad frame of mind to begin with. Taking comfort in fantasy because of a mental trauma, for example.


Also remember that everyone thinks differently and deals with things in their own way.


Anyway, if you're looking to lose your Wizard powers good luck to ye. I would like for you to return and tell us all about it in sordid detail.

A long-time friend of mine was a very two-faced person but I was oblivious to it. Anyone not directly in his circle of friends were fair game for bullying, which I regret to say I would join in on, and even some of those friends in his circle he would bullshit about (as I found out).

When it came to women, he had the habit of getting with girls then bullshitting about me to them just so they wouldn't speak to me. One hilarious lie was that I was a child molestor. According to him he was jealous of the fact I often got on with his girlfriends better than he did. At the time I didn't know this, but I did wonder why I stopped hearing from him whenever he got with someone.

But then he broke the unwritten law of the Bro Code by getting with an ex of mine, whom I still liked at the time. I knew something was going on between them but she continously denied it. He tried any way he could to stop her from contacting me. Them being together messed up my head big time and was 2 years of mental torture. The ordeal opened my eyes to the two-faced prick he really was and once I had a relatively clear head, I tried to convince her that he wasn't who he seemed since he'd behaved like it to his girlfriends in the past. Despite me knowing him for a decade (thus having witnessed a lot of his faggotry) whereas she'd only known him a few months when she first got with him, she was too lovestruck to listen and was adamant he could do no wrong. Eventually I cut contact with both of them for the sake of my sanity. The next time she spoke to me they'd long-since broken up; she said I was right about him all along.

From this, I learned not to trust anyone so easily. But my confidence and attitude towards people took a hit as well.

4 years on I've not spoken to him or seen him about, but I've heard testimonies from 2 people about him who know that I used to be friends with him:

• He's become completely antisocial and his obsession with Metal music is now borderline autistic; won't hear a peep out of him unless it's about his favourite subject. Likes to go to the gym a lot.

• Another guy saw him out and about randomly. He'd not seen him for so long he thought he'd died

I have scars up my back from where I used to get really bad backne, and a cyst on my left shoulder blade. I also have a little excess flab on my pubic bone which makes my dick look smaller than it actually is.

I also have teeth worries but not their immediate appearence, I'm just paranoid about decay.

I have a really bad craving for saveloys right now.



Food of the gods.

Not long been awake. The cat woke me up to be fed by patting me on the lip but her claws always get stuck in the skin and it fucking hurts, and I've had flows of running lava shits. I could feel my gut emptying during.

I don't care and obviously it doesn't affect me since it wasn't my backyard. But that's not the point here. The fun is that you can ask questions to see what people would do in a certain situation. I like to see what people come up with.

I've not been disappointed so far.

Brings up the question, would you:

A) Let the bear kill the deer so it can feed itself and potentially any cubs it may have, but the deer would slowly and painfully get mauled to death while screaming for its life

or

B) Scare the bear away so the deer can live another day, but the bear would be forced to look elsewhere for food and if it can't find anything, it would starve to death.


I do like hypothetical dilemmas.

Yesterday:

Left work 10 minutes early because it was dead today.


Today:

Got told that at some point we had a Secret Shopper come in (someone who comes in posing as a customer and assesses shit like how polite staff are). I was in that day. We scored 91%.

Day before that:
Heels of my feet are especially painful today. Could only last 2 hours into my shift before resorting to sitting down on a stepladder.


Yesterday:
And again today. 8 hour shift tomorrow is going to be fun.

Editedit: And lost my phone. I stupidly put it on Airplane Mode because it was seriously interfering with my MP3 player and forgot to take it back off so I can't call it to track it down. Means I can't use my alarm clock off it. Having to rely on other methods of waking me up in the morning.

Today:
8 hour shift was indeed fun. My feet once again whined at me 2 hours into my shift so I had to deal with that all day, while also feeling tired. Saw next week's rota, I won't see a day off until next Thursday which means come this Thursday I will have worked 9 days in a row. And they've got me in every Saturday now for the rest of the month and beginning of next. Which means no Charity shop and I won't see my till buddy.

I suppose I don't mind the hours I'm getting though.

Never gonna
Give you up, never gonna
let you down.

What I've started doing.

I've never had it. People seem to like it though so it must be adequate.

Those tears taste delicious.

Remember when complimenting a cute girl in Japseye land, kawaii is pronounced "Kowhy", not "Kawhyee".

• I forgot it was Sunday today. So after work I went to the Supermarket as usual and waited for a bus for 45 minutes before I realised what day it was. Had to take nice trek to the Bus stop at the Station so I was an hour and a half late getting home.

• Always get irked when someone complains about Mondays or wondering where the weekend went. Because I usually work weekends.

• Attempting to use common sense and reasoning towards an anti-immigrant image. But the image included homelessness, the person misunderstood what I said and thought I was skeptical about homelessness rather than the obvious race-bait part about immigrants, which resulted in a "We're not on the same wavelength so let's stop here".

Saw this on BookFace the other day. Pretty cool.