Your av is blasphemy.
Not going to try to win this one Goody.
thats pretty much what I told them too. I stopped being happy there a looooong time ago.
I think the last few months there, I got paid to post on SRK most of the time.
Shit, man, when you post a picture of Darkseid from Final Crisis, what do you think is going to happen? Things didn’t exactly turn out well for him.
I’m still trying to figure out wtf is Superman doing in that first pic. Singing?
Yeah, foot about to go up one of my coworker’s anus.
Incident #1 in 24 hours:
I walk into the office after class. She asks me, “MP, what do you call this? You have an activity, but before that, you have another activity. What do you call the activity before the activity? The pre-activity activity?” I tell her we call it a warm-up activity, she thanks me. I sit down, and 30-seconds later, “Are you sure? Because it’s not a warm-up activity, just before the activitiy.” “Trust me, it’s warm-up activity.” “Ok.” 1 minute later, “Are you sure?” “No, I’m not sure, I’m only a native English speaker and have been speaking the language 26 years of my 27 years on the earth, what could I possibly know about English? You better ask someone with a few years less experience.”
She later in writing in her report, as I saw from looking over her shoulder into Word, wrote it as “pre-activity activity.”
Incident #2 in 24 hours:
Her and the vice-principal were talking about a speech contest that our school is having. They were trying to come up with subjects for the students to write about. She turns to me and goes, “MP, what do you think would be a good idea for speech subjects?” I respond with “Well, they could write about–” and she goes, “They’ll write about their hobbies.”
It was at this point that I made the decision that any time she asks for feedback from me regarding anything, I will respond with random movie quotes.
Incident #3 in 24 hours:
Her and the vice-principal were talking again about the English festival. I’m sitting right behind her, and for some reason, she thinks I can’t hear her talking about me. This is all in English. And trust me, this woman is so annoyingly loud, that the I’m 100% positive that the reason you guys wake up in the middle of the night is because you heard her talking. I’m working on something, when all of a sudden I hear her say, “MP can do it all.” I wanted to call her out on it there, but I let it ride, because I wanted to see how far she could go with her idiocy.
Two hours later, she tells me, “MP, vice-principal told me to tell you that she has decided to make you responsible for coming up with all 6 games for the English festival.”
This is on top of having to help the kids write speeches, organize one presentation for the talent show that same day, and help organize another.
All this trick has to do is decide who judges the speeches, and organize one class’s presentation. (probably me)
She’s about bring me to a 27b/slash6 level of trolling her.
Is she at least hot?
Rabbit, I need some advice on a computer. Mind PMing me?
a whole year to learn how to talk? shieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet
http://www.youtube.com/user/paolonovero/videos
uploading shaky cam of local tourney vids, lol @ two of the thumbnails being the Wesker win screen.
No…
Crumbums…
You KNOW Mr. Abs is thinking “cum bums”, as he types crumbums.
He ain’t even subtle about it, like AL is. 
Cursing is my religion. And Jesus fucking Christ, religion has continuity issues.
Also: I am floating, with my eyes closed, with no sails. I am soaking, I am weathered, by the winter of mixed drinks.
I’ve found that the true meaning of life is various levels of misery and disappointment. Just get as much money as you can in life, and don’t ever fully trust people…because most people are garbage.
*In other news… I definitely need a vacation…one filled with nothing but video games, good music, food and internet porn…these are some of the only things in life that are actually good, positive things.
Me either…
If I actually make it back out to the West, before Evo, I’ll do my damnedest to make it.
Cursing is my religion. And Jesus fucking Christ, religion has continuity issues.
Also: I am floating, with my eyes closed, with no sails. I am soaking, I am weathered, by the winter of mixed drinks.
If you like dried up, mid 30’s Filipinas who perpetually have a look on her face like she’s between screaming, smiling, sarcasm, and pondering a homicidal rampage, sure.
EDIT: In simpler terms, a Pacific Islander Frau Farbisna.
Every work place, or nearly, will have at least 1 that needs to jump off a building. You either have to avoid them as much as possible or confront their shenanigans on the spot. I’ve done it with people in the past and even though it can cause a scene, at least it, at the very least, cuts that bullshit and they step off.
I’ve dealt with them before. They either quickly got fired or got promoted to a position where I never had to see them again.
This trick, apparently, has been here, in the same position, for 8 years.
I’d say I’d feel sorry for the people that have been here that long that have had to suffer her for that long, but then I look around and see that most everyone has been here only a year more than me.
So yeah…
Lol, Pre-Activity Activity. You should have cussed her out. Then again, that probably would have made her ask more silly questions.
Well, I’d tell her to go Fuck herself, but she’d probably delegate that down to me as well.