Thoughts From a Sensory Deprivation Chamber: random acts of nothingness
so it turns out that Julia Allison is in Palo Alto, and being completely broke i couldn't get there in time to court her at the Techcrunch party she was attending. sadly, she spent most of the evening with a cute, Asian member of the international geek squad. i'm so jealous. i coulda taken him. but her pictures looked great, so at least i've got that.
DAYS UNTIL THE APOCALYPSE: 1,395,420
DAYS SPENT TRYING TO FUCK JULIA ALLISON: 2
on to other stupidness...
i've had one customer in the chamber since i opened at 10am. she was okay with me, even if she was on the phone the entire time she was in the store. she had a very pleasent voice so i was shocked when the actual words coming out of her mouth were so theatening. i was glad she was not actually speaking to me.
she was on the phone with her laundromat. complaining that they had ruined a large quantity of her and her hunsband's clothing. dresses and silk shirts of hers and apparently "every single pair of her husband's shorts" were irreparably damaged. she was quite convinced that her loss was in excess of $2000 and she would take the establishment to court unless she was voluntarily reimbursed by the laundromat.
now, i might just be saying this because i'm broke and thusly cannot afford anything nice, so i don't put a lot of emotional or monetary value on my own possesions, but are $2000 worth of clothes worth all that fuss? the court costs alone would almost definetly exceed the amount being sought after (especially in this town), and chances are the business establishment has some sort of liability waiver (or insurance) that keeps them from being held responsible for such accidents.
or maybe what really bothered me was that even with her pleasent tone of voice the woman was personally attacking the poor man on the other end of the line. accusing him of purposefully destroying their clothing because they didn't tip (well...maybe she should tip), and then when she threatened with litigation if her demands were not met she never gave the man a chance to answer (though he could have...she just didn't stop talking). she just continued to berate him over how unbelievable it was that his laundry service was so utterly incompetent. she couldn't understand how, after 5 years of sending her laundry to him, he could mess up so badly.
wait a sec...she's been using this guy for 5 years, this is his first mistake, and her first reaction is pay-me-or-i'll-see-you-in-court?
okay, i'm done...something about this just made me die a little inside.
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I don’t like your tone in this blog. I’ll see you inb court mother-fucker! You’ve had it coming for a long ass time and now it’s here.
I always think of their children and spouses when I listen to some shrew’s shrill-drill…
don’t die a little, just give the inverse proportion of love to your loved ones…meanwhile how’s the stalking going??
I would have said ‘hey, I have some nice black market shorts in the back- wanna se ‘em?’
When you got her back there, I would have strangled her with a phone cord (not to kill, just passed out), stripped off her clothes and put her in the middle of Bryant Park.
Yep, one slip-up, and you’re a no good piece of shit. People just ain’t no good- sorry, been listening to Nick Cave too much.
If I see her I will smother her in my dead cunt, yee ha!
I cant believe theres that many days till the apocalypse-I guess i should lose my virginity soon-but anyway dont give up hope on Julie . . . one day she’ll come around . . .and the you can bang her.
You know the way I always tell you there are drugs you can take to make yourself less smart? Well, guess what? There are drugs big cunts can take to make themselves less cunty. She needs to look into those. There are no drugs that can make the little dead parts in us come back to life, however, so if I see her, I will run her down.
Money often costs too much (Ralph Waldo Emerson)