Once I finished doing my groceries today and was about to pay for my purchases a woman came up to me to rudely point out that I was in the so-called “express” line for those with 1-8 items (while counting loudly that I had 12 items). I apologized and said nothing more, but that wasn’t enough for this cunt. She again pointed out the error of my ways, at that point I said: “do you want to sue me? I already said that I was sorry, what else do you want me to do?” She replied: “you could let me pass before you” (I was just about to pay). Finally I had enough of this shit and said: “Listen, lady, the fact that you’re not get fucked often enough is not my fault, o.k.?” That threw her off balanced a little.
I hate bitches, I especially despise working with and for women, and for a variety of reasons.
When I was in university, some guys I used to sort of hang out with thought I should run for office (God knows why). One of them was even a political hack in his former life and worked as an advisor to a politician for many years and promised to introduce me to some people who could run my campaign and so on…I didn’t have the heart to tell them that 1) I would hate campaigning; and 2) I generally hate people, and, hence, wouldn’t be very good at making all kinds of promises to make their pointless, worthless lives better.
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