The Phoenix Wright mafia game’s rubbing off on you Hax :lol:
Someone rename this thread to “The Misadventures Of Tron Bonne”. I keep reading it as that anyway.
You don’t even want to know how bad I wanted to call someone out on roleclaiming Phil Collins. The evidence was there in that topic, a not Mafia Game topic at all.
I’ve spent the most joyous 1.5 hours reading this thread, word for word, not skipping a damned thing.
I might be man-crushing on you right now DRD. 
In defense of DRD’s honor as a grown man VS “hyper-sexualized 11 year olds”—shit ain’t no joke. I was born in 1978
and I swear all kids are fucking mutants now. And yeah, we DO all know why. It’s the same reason(s) Japanese
women are growing unnaturally large breasts (‘I’m Luvin’ It!’).
I go to the movies with my girlfriend and sometimes we hit the theatres on Fridays/Saturdays and I see families or
friends w/friends. I’m 6’ exactly (probably average for this day n’ age) and teenagers be towering over me n’ shit and I know
I ain’t seeing things either because they be taller than their parents too.
…and girls? Yeah, WTF. Most are normal but then occasionally I turn my head with a completely dumbfounded look on my
face because girl has the face of a 14 year old, is something like 5’9" and ass n’ tittays of a 25 year old. They exist. LoL
~K.
How did this thread make such 180 degree turn based on one post…
So its been almost six months since I left my retail job dealing with computers and what not. Some aspects I do miss, but at the end of the day not having to deal with dumb customers and crazy hours isn’t such a bad thing.
Pedosrk
Took a well-needed vacation in AZ after EVO, and finally got back to things this week. Probably driven about 300 miles this week, which isn’t much considering I just drove 4,800 miles to get to CEO and EVO.
Anywho, tomorrow I get to go diagnose issues with printers at an activity center for senior citizens and a police office, which means a high chance I’ll go back for both to fix them once an action plan is developed. I have a bad feeling about both of these, but at least that’ll be a good read for you guys. 
For some reason I wasn’t supposed to be assigned to those two calls (they’re project calls and have a different primary technician), and I was pulled. That’s fine, I didn’t want to put pants on today anyway…
That sucks. I had a feeling the police station job would’ve turned up a good story somehow. Or at least there might’ve been a hot chick working the front desk or something.
So duck you going to be near Dallas at all next Wednesday? Heading to Quakecon thought we could hang or even get a photo op moment?
Nope, sorry. I’ll be in San Antonio most of next week for a project I just got tapped for at Louis Vuitton stores.
Too bad. You could’ve bodied some escaping thug and gotten away with it.
-Starhammer-
There are just some people in this world who don’t need to exist. I’m actually very rattled by some of the things I saw today.
So I’m doing a project for Lous Vitton (I put asterisks in the name so it doesn’t come up in Google searches). I had to go to two stores in San Antonio today to survey the sites and see what computers needed upgrading. Standard consulting gig, I won’t bore you guys with the details.
However, when I was working in the front of the store, I overheard a few transactions, including a woman talking about a purse she was about to buy, saying it was “a little treat” for herself.
This goddamn purse cost $2500.
I really really hope my poker face is better than I think it is, because I was shocked and enraged. That’s not a treat. A fucking Popsicle on a summer day is a treat. A little bacon in your shopping cart because you had a good sales week is a treat. SOMETHING THAT COSTS MY FUCKING SALARY FOR THREE MONTHS (if I’m lucky) IS NOT A GODDAMN TREAT.
I think something snapped in me. I actually wanted to slap the hell out of this woman and ask her what she’s done for humankind lately. I wanted to know how many food pantries she’s donated to, how many homeless shelters she’s volunteered for, or how many jobs she’s given to unfortunate people. I was seriously angry.
I handled myself coolly and calmly, however. I’m a professional. I’m there to get a job done and then leave, which I did. I did get to see a Lamborghini parked outside, which was kind of cool, but then I remembered how much those things cost and I got pissed again. I saw a polished-up sportscar next to my beat up Grand Am (which has over 120,000 miles on it and the rear windows are held up with packing tape so they don’t fall in) and felt a cruel sense of coincidence about the world. I actually entertained the notion of keying that car for a moment.
Since this is SRK, I know someone will automatically assume she was “some rich white bitch”, and in this case, yes – she was white. However during my time at the two stores, I saw an Indian woman buy two $700 purses, a black woman bring in a $1000 purse for repairs, and two black teenagers buying a wallet and belt that I’m sure were $600 apiece, so don’t pull the race card here.
Anyway, two blocks away I saw a homeless man begging for change at a highway exit. This is not rare in San Antonio (or even Austin). I try to not look at them because it makes me feel too guilty that I can’t do anything to help. Something drew me to this guy. It could have been the fact that he was a war vet, but it was probably the fact that he was standing on a crutch that was needed because he’d lost his leg in a war. I saw this guy and then I got REALLY pissed. I actually started seeing red because this guy lost his leg in a war to defend that stupid woman’s right to buy a $2500 handbag.
I mean, what’s the point of that damn thing, anyway? It’s essentially decoration! It’s something to show off to her richie-rich friends at the country club before they go back to making fun of her behind her back. $2500 could have changed that man’s life. It could have given him a place to stay for a few weeks while he did his best to find some work. It could have hired an attorney to help him get the veteran’s benefits that he’s obviously not getting. At the very least, it could have at least brought him some relief that he obviously hasn’t had in some time. Yeah, he could have just blown it all on drugs or booze, but still… anything to make that poor guy happy for a brief time was worth three times what that purse cost.
I just know that I don’t want to live in a world where I saw a haggard-looking war vet with one leg on the sidewalk begging for change mere blocks away from where I’d just seen a woman drop $2500 on a purse that probably cost $5 to make. He lost his leg paying for her right to buy that blasted purse, and he’s on the street for it while she jets away in car that’s worth more than any home he’s ever lived in.
The moment I realize I’m making more than I need, I’m giving the rest away.
People get bigger and bigger on average every decade or so.look at me and my mom. She’s born in the 70s and is shorter than me when I was born in the late 90s
Duckie you have a eye patch of steel to be in that situation and not want to cram expensive purses down someones throat.
Duckie your rage meter has to be ready for like a lvl99 super combo with x-factor. Seriously. I remember seeing something like that around here once too. A war vet and gave him $5. (My dad rip was a WWII vet.) If that was me I would have at least bought him lunch and try to at least help him get a home and work somehow. That would really piss me off too. It’s really best you actually -buy- the food for them too or whatever your going to get them to help. That way they can’t blow it on something else. And keep the receipt so they can’t get the money back for booze or something too.
So Duckie what you’re saying is that the world needs a lot more of Bill Gates?
Seriously if you tell that guy that giving you a refill of Dr.Pepper will help cure cancer, he’ll sneeze a couple thousand at you on accident, then give you even more just because he can. Though as far as i remember he only really helps causes, not specifically helping out the less fortunate.
gotta disagree with the duckmeister on this one. people buying expensive shit like that helps the world overall. Lambo tech (just like NASA tech) eventually trickles down into to our future items, and that $2500 purse probably had a decent amount of sweatshop labor behind it. sweatshops suck dick, but it does allow people to make money- at a much better dispersion than say, giving the war vet $2500 (not saying the vet wouldn’t spend it wisely, i’m just saying there’s a higher chance that more people could live off the American dollar in their country than the vet could over here). NOW, i DO NOT agree that sweatshops should be around, BUT I’M JUST SAYIN…
i already make my own cases, but my real dream is to make my own computers using my own parts. i want to go into a place like Africa, and kick the computer industry in the dick by setting up factories there. most importantly, i’d be like “yo, accountant. how MUCH can pay my workers and still not end up broke?” which is like the opposite of what most corporations do. gawd, i’d be killing it. i’d get me aSouth African vacation home (like, for real. those houses are under 2 mil. that’s sick.) and rub baby oil all over Yolandi Vi$$er everyday.
also on a lighter note, an older African American gentleman asked for my services. he had malware, so i decided to run combofix, but i was like “better take the stuff out of the recycle bin, run it, and then put that stuff back in there” first. not doing that again. yep, you guessed it. nothing but pics of Lil Wayne and selfies of his dick.
And I disagree with that. There is no place in this world for a $2500 purse. Ten $250 purses would have had the same impact on the economy, aside from a slightly lower profit margin.
My sister has a $10000 custom made purse and it was a treat from a guy she wasn’t even having sex with.
Welcome to real life, it’s not meant to be fair.
After my sister is done playing the dude she is playing right now she will be set for life while people like you mentioned who sacrifice their life for this country get nothing and the constitution they fought to defend is used as toilet paper by our president and congress.