Saturday, March 19, 2011

B-52.

I'm feeling pretty racist today, but in all fairness I'm being equally intolerant of all the people I've encountered so far.

I don't think it's unfair for me to expect that the people I do business with speak fucking English. I'm talking Mexican immigrants AND those black assholes from Chicago... and anyone else who doesn't seem to have a good grip of verb usage.

Seriously.

A black guy said something to me and I had to have him repeat himself THREE TIMES before I got the gist of what he was getting at. The final time he rolled his eyes at me before he begrudgingly strained his tongue to enunciate. Clearly, he's very capable of communicating in an effective manner, but it boiled my blood to know that this asshole was PURPOSELY speaking like an ignorant douchebag for the sake of preserving his street cred.

Although, I'd much rather have to deal with him unlike the drunken redneck retards that followed in after my orally challenged Chicago friend. This couple have fried every one of their vital organs into a state of barely-functioning to such a point that even if they WANTED TO there's no way in hell they could get their muscles to cooperate long enough to speak a sentence, keep their eyes open, and not lose their balance all at the same time. Simply impossible.

I guess the upside to tonight is that I haven't had to deal with bodily fluids... yet.

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