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Story time, incels...
Had a super fucked-up day at work. Now, I'm an independent consultant (meaning, people need tech implemented or fixed, they call me and pay me shekels because they are too goddamn stupid to use Google). I actually mostly enjoy what I do, money is good, I get to travel, and people usually kiss my ass and treat me like a hero genius.
My current gig is in my hometown. Pay is very good, because I work with stupid incompetent motherfuckers who can't tell their ass from their elbow, but still need shit done. It's frustrating as fuck, but I am under contract and have to see it through. This gig makes me mad as fuck, so I've been drinking and getting high more than usual. Today was ESPECIALLY bad.
So after I got off, I went to a bar for a couple beers to chill out. Got drunk, but not any less angry. Went to the local comic book/game store to pick up my weekly haul (such as it is, I maybe get 1-3 comics a week). Now, this place has been pissing me off for a while; most comic book stores are pretty liberal but these motherfuckers are getting more and more SJW by the minute. Still I keep (or should say kept) shopping there because location is kind of convenient.
So today above their counter there's a sign saying "This comic book welcomes women and girls." I looked at it and looked at it while checking out, and then just lost it, reached up, tore it down, crumpled it up and tossed it on the floor. The guy behind the counter goes WTF. At this point I had no brakes and no filter, so I got in his face and went off on a five-minute rant about how femoids ruined comic books, video gaming and nerd sphere in general. Now when I get to ranting, I can pass for a fucking preacher or an auctioneer, I have quite a set of lungs on me and can go on like a goddamn machine gun... especially when drunk...
Anyway... the manager gets out... a femoid working in another area of the store gets out... another salesguy gets out... of course I get in the femoid's face... they all try to push me out of the store and debate whether to call the police on me... LOL, thankfully I didn't swing at anyone because at the end of it they just said fuck it, I left, of course I'm banned for life from the store now.
Probably could have been at least harassed by the cops but they didn't call them in the end. Felt stupid for losing my shit but also cathartic as fuck. So there you have it.
Had a super fucked-up day at work. Now, I'm an independent consultant (meaning, people need tech implemented or fixed, they call me and pay me shekels because they are too goddamn stupid to use Google). I actually mostly enjoy what I do, money is good, I get to travel, and people usually kiss my ass and treat me like a hero genius.
My current gig is in my hometown. Pay is very good, because I work with stupid incompetent motherfuckers who can't tell their ass from their elbow, but still need shit done. It's frustrating as fuck, but I am under contract and have to see it through. This gig makes me mad as fuck, so I've been drinking and getting high more than usual. Today was ESPECIALLY bad.
So after I got off, I went to a bar for a couple beers to chill out. Got drunk, but not any less angry. Went to the local comic book/game store to pick up my weekly haul (such as it is, I maybe get 1-3 comics a week). Now, this place has been pissing me off for a while; most comic book stores are pretty liberal but these motherfuckers are getting more and more SJW by the minute. Still I keep (or should say kept) shopping there because location is kind of convenient.
So today above their counter there's a sign saying "This comic book welcomes women and girls." I looked at it and looked at it while checking out, and then just lost it, reached up, tore it down, crumpled it up and tossed it on the floor. The guy behind the counter goes WTF. At this point I had no brakes and no filter, so I got in his face and went off on a five-minute rant about how femoids ruined comic books, video gaming and nerd sphere in general. Now when I get to ranting, I can pass for a fucking preacher or an auctioneer, I have quite a set of lungs on me and can go on like a goddamn machine gun... especially when drunk...
Anyway... the manager gets out... a femoid working in another area of the store gets out... another salesguy gets out... of course I get in the femoid's face... they all try to push me out of the store and debate whether to call the police on me... LOL, thankfully I didn't swing at anyone because at the end of it they just said fuck it, I left, of course I'm banned for life from the store now.
Probably could have been at least harassed by the cops but they didn't call them in the end. Felt stupid for losing my shit but also cathartic as fuck. So there you have it.
