Friday, 23 February 2007

• A Matter Of Honor

  Today I spent most of my time contemplating what I could do with a bunch of grenades.
  
  That's the extent of the happenings.
  
  What is with people bothering me lately? Can I not just live here without occasionaly having to deal with you animals?  You people are driving me closer and closer to a future life in a cave.
  
  I was walking into Subway the other night when I heard someone from a car window say "Hey, man." I refuse to respond to "hey, man" at any point because it implies equality between the attention getter and yours truly, which is more than likely not the case.  So I continue walking and eventually the guy says "excuse me", I turn around and give him the evil stare.  He says, "Do you know where Trudy's is?" and I say "No." and walk in.  WTF, what makes people think they have the right to talk to me?
  
  This was even worse today.  I had time to kill before a class started so I was sitting outside of the room and enjoying some Tetris on my cell phone.  Then this old dude comes up and is like "Excuse me." I didn't look up, but I was like, "yeah." Then he went on some long babble spree with things like "This door says 2.208 and that one says 2.212 but do you know where 2.210 is?"  WTF, do I look like a fucking map? So I said, "No." and continued playing.  But then I lost due to that dumbass's distraction.  Thanks alot you old goon.
  
  I want a shirt that says "Don't ever speak to me." like my hero Kurgan says in Highlander.  My mean face just isn't detracting the public as much as it used to.
  
  Oh, one more example, but this one sort of pleased me.  There are always tons of dumbasses printing tons of things to the printer in the computer lab.  So today I had to print about 20 pages and then I grabbed my stuff and sat down.  Then a fellow student came up to me and said "Excuse me, sir." and asked whether I had accidently grabbed some of his printed pages.  I had, and was glad to give them back since he showed me proper respect by calling me sir.  I will not be forced to eat his brain.

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