Today's rambling: Berry rants again
Written on Tuesday, Jul. 02, 2002 at 7:33 p.m.
while feeling a bit

I am going to trek over to Tiff's house, find her brother Travis, and beat him senseless with the nearest available object. I'd been HOPING to converse with Tiff tonight, but they don't have call waiting or anything so whenever I call, the phone just gives me that annoying busy signal. Travis happens to be online (hence the busy signal when I call), but he is NOT ANSWERING ME. This angers me beyond measure. If he's playing one of his online games, you'd think the LEAST he could have done is put up an Away message or something...though that would be annoying too, because then he couldn't even hear the IM ding.

So instead, I keep pestering him with IMs. But he won't answer, and so I feel like somehow reaching through the phone lines and choking him until he gives in and extricates himself from the computer.

I wish there was some way of knocking him offline, hehe...Even the brief span of a few seconds might be enough for me to get a phone call in! It's getting later now, though, so even if Tiff and I wanted to do something, we'd only have a couple of hours to do so. And I don't know that she feels like doing anything. I'm not sure why I do, considering how tired I was this afternoon. I want to go dorm/college shopping, hehe, and I figure she's the best companion because she can say, "Okay, this is GREAT to have, as well as this and this..."

But I can't. Because her BROTHER is hogging the PHONE LINE!!!

*sends evil Rays of Death into Travis' computer, so that his modem will melt and he'll have to find other, healthier forms of entertainment*

Anyway. I forgot to mention last night (I think, anyway) that Jason was promoted to Bakery Manager. This guy does nothing but stand around all day with his thumbs up his ass (figuratively speaking, of course), making everyone else do his work while he just pretends to be important. He's an okay guy outside of work, but he's LAZY. And there's NO justification for him being promoted to a department he hasn't even had experience in! Zenon, meanwhile, who was the bakery backup (and therefore technically the next in line for bakery manager) has been demoted to pretty much nothing. It's the saddest thing. Even though he's something of an airhead, and he hasn't ALWAYS been the best worker, he's still helped us out when help was needed, and up until recently he's always hauled his own weight. His lackadaisical attitude of late is understandable, given John's pathetic treatment of him. You get beaten down enough, and yeah, you're going to just stop caring.

So I don't know what's going to happen, but I am NOT going to let Jason boss me around. He might've been given the title of Bakery Manager because he kissed enough rear end, but he didn't EARN it, and until he does he won't get any respect from me. I refuse to do his work for him. Manager he may be, but that doesn't give him the right to stand around and twiddle his thumbs. I only wish Mare and Debbie would be the same way, but I have a feeling they'll both cave in to his demands. So then, of course, I'll be left as the defiant one who gets fired. : Oh well, if they're going to fire me for being honest, then they don't deserve to have me as an employee anyway. I'll just spirit Geoff away when I leave. ;)

Another rant, on a completely different topic...I've already talked about this with Jam and Lola, but I don't really think either of them understood where I was coming from. Maybe none of you will, either, but I feel like throwing this out into the cosmic void and seeing if anyone shares my viewpoint.

We all know and hate spam (the email version, not the canned meat version...though I don't know many people who are in love with THAT, either). I get tons of emails telling me I could get a bigger you-know-what-male-part-I'm-talking-about (I really don't want to be found in searches by typing those two words together, hehehe), enhance my bust size...and then, of course, the more disgusting porn emails that tell me about teenagers and their exploits.

What I found last night, however, absolutely disgusted me. Twice I received it, and both times it was from the same yahoo address. I don't even want to write down the subject line, because no doubt it'll end up attracting the most sick-minded of perverts, but basically it was an advert for porn...of the rape variety.

Rape porn.

Now, maybe most of you don't even care about this, but I was DISGUSTED. You don't treat something like rape in such a flippant manner! The regular sex stuff is bad enough, but 99% of the time, at least in THOSE pictures the people are doing their thing willingly. And I don't even know that they actually HAD pictures of some sort of rape thing. I don't even know that that's what they were talking about. Maybe it was just a shock title to catch the interest of some passing pervert.

But the porn spam has just taken a step too far. I'm getting tired of these disgusting lowlife SCUM who have nothing better to do with their time than mass email advertisements for pornography.

Grr. I wish all those people would just...spontaneously combust. All at the same time, so that all those stupid emails would stop simultaneously and the world would breathe a huge sigh of relief.

Now that my ranting is over, I'm going to leave. I loath to think of what kinds of search results I'll find on my site tracker, but it's all a part of life, I guess. If some twit is stupid enough to try and find something here that would get his rocks off, he's come to the wrong place.

*nods firmly*