magyarok

i hope every single person
who sends out emails about getting their shifts covered
gets struck by lightning and dies
EVERY SINGLE ONE
god they're irritating

speaking of people at the gallery
i'd really appreciate it if they'd quit trying to hook me up
i mean, christ, i go there to work
not be a contestant on a dating show
jesus

riddle me this, people
if there are plenty of tables to sit at
and open booths to sit at
including one right next to where you're currently sitting
why would you feel the need to encroach on others?
seriously
i'm sitting at a booth right now
and there was [and still is] an empty booth right next to me
and yet, this group of people still felt the desire
no, the NEED
to sit at the same booth i do
and proceed to raucously converse
i hope they die

by the way, its not that they're conversing
the conversing is just annoying
they're having fucking pseudo-intellectual
bullshit philosophical questions, trying to be smart
'what do you think about love', 'why are we here'
all that standard existential bullshit
and they had the most neurotically stupid answers
they were completely off base with their arguments
one dumbass tried contrasting it with a salt shaker
then the girl tried to contrast his contrast
and it was ridiculous

and, in addition to all of that
they were louder than FUCK
i had my ipod turned all the way up
blasting techno in my ear, because
i thought nothing could get through
nothing cuts through THOOMP THOOMP THOOMP
not when its right in your ear
well, guess what, it did
i hope they all get raped with red hot fire pokers
get 3rd degree burns
and die a hideously painful death
while being slowly carved up with rusty steak knives
so they can get tetanus on the way to their demise