You know, I can't remember a day where I didn't get cut off by some idiot driver that for all intents and purposes, is driving with their fucking eyes shut. And for the most part, it's usually some young kid who's parents stupidly bought them a sports car for their sixteenth birthday. But the ones that really piss me off the most, are the ones who have been driving for, I dunno, 45-50 years, and to this day aren't doing it right. There is nothing more aggravating than getting stuck behind some geezer creeping down the road at 15 miles and hour when you're late to work or some other important appointment. And if that wasn't enough...they insist on pulling out in front of you, no matter how fast you seem to be going, and slamming on their brakes. And riding up on their bumper certainly doesn't do any good in this case, they just go slower, pissing you off further and raising your blood pressure to epic proportions. And one thing that I have found when driving around my town, if they are in front of you, they're going 15. Now if they're BEHIND you, it's a different story completely. Then they're crawling up your ass, driving erratically, leading most to believe they are just getting back from the bar. I think people should lose their liscences when they turn 70.
Ok, We've all been hassled by the cops at one time or another. Everyone gets shit for speeding, loitering, public nudity and whatnot.... But when does "upholding the law" cross over into harrassment? I personally, speaking from experience, know what it's like to be pulled over on the side of the road and have your belongings thrown all over the fucking highway, just because the officer said that he "smelled marijuana". Now I am a reasonably law abiding citizen, I don't steal cars, I don't sell drugs, and I sure as HELL don't smoke pot in my car! That pig bastard had done me on all fronts. He just made up some excuse to ransack my car and try to bust me for SOMETHING , all because I am young, and I have a few stickers on my car. Now I don't know about you, but in cop language, stickers on a car are really signposts that say: "Hey!! Look!! Drug dealer here!! Drunk driver!! Delinquent!!" and they will flock to said vehicles like flies on shit.. They searched me twice, even though I was wearing skintight pants, and there was no way I could be hiding ANYTHING, unless perhaps I stuck it in my ass or somewhere else. It seems like everywhere I go, the pigs are sure to follow. And since when is being young and outside a punishable offense? Last time I checked it wasn't. And don't tell me they're "just doing their job". Alot of cops do this just to see us squirm, to feel that incredible rush that only a POWER TRIP can give you.
Despite the fact that Limp Bizkit sucks ass, and the fact that I could not be more sickened with this man's likeness plastered all the fuck over MTV, music and celebrity magazines, this man is a MISOGYNIST with a capital fucking M. If any of you had the great pleasure of watching VH1's documentary on groupies, then you know how this piece of shit treats women. He spits on them and then tries to get into their pants. I'm sure most men would LOVE to be able to treat women this way, and then get to fuck them after all of the abuse. And lo and behold, what happens? 20 more come gushing through the door for every one that gets up and leaves disgusted. Well, I AM disgusted, not that it makes any difference, but NO copy of "Three Dollar Bill Y'all" will ever grace the inside of this grrl's CD collection.
Aka "Cockbuster Video", "Lackluster Video", and my personal favorite, "Cockblister Video". I worked for these slave-driving bastards for two LONG FUCKING YEARS, eating as much shit as I could possibly swallow on a daily basis. People assume that just because you're behind a counter that you have no feelings, that you're this automaton that delights in inconveniencing them at any given chance. Blockbuster customers also love to point out that "no wonder you're charging me a late fee, it goes straight into YOUR check!!!!" Nothing could be FURTHER from the truth!!!! Guess what I make after two long, tedious, heartwrenching years of blood, sweat and tears? No, really. Guess. Six fucking dollars and thirty cents. Can you say...PEANUTS!?!? I sacrificed and put up with and waited for my promotion to come, I waited for the great raise that would put me over the top, to put me in the big leagues with the rest of the people at my store, but I'm sorry to say, a raise every six months of maximum 20 cents is just not going to do SHIT unless you stay there for your whole fucking life. And let's be honest, shall we? Blockbuster is just a small step above slinging hash at your neighborhood Burger King. Every fuck up, soccer mom and even the bitter elderly in town holds a deep-seated, ingrained hatred for Blockbuster employees. Anyone who has ever worked for these money-grubbing capitalist pigs know exactly what I'm talking about, the way they find these oblique loopholes in "Company Policy" to find new ways to screw over their low-level employees. I mean, they owe me 7 fucking months of retro pay after my 90 day evaluation, which, by the way, I will NEVER see a penny of! To prove my point, employee turnover rate is ASTRONOMICAL, we have completely rotated an entire staff in under 6 months! Besides myself, there is only one other person who has been working at that store for more than three months. No self-respecting person is going to put up with that kind of bullshit for 6 bucks an hour. Well, that just goes to show you what a glutton for punishment I am, and additionally, how stupid I was to think that I would eventually get what I deserved for all of my hard work. But anyway, here is my advice to all of you who would consider applying for a job at your local Cockblister Video; DO NOT subject yourself to that kind of degradation.
