Wednesday, July 28, 2010

ENGLISH MOTHER FUCKER DO YOU SPEAK IT?


A few months ago my Xbox 360 decided it had had enough of playing games so it killed itself. I knew what I had to do was call XBOX customer support to send my $300 brick into them to be repaired. But there was something that I knew was coming when I called, and I was dreading it. So much so that I contemplated just saying fuck it, and buying a new system. I knew that when I called it was just going to be some bullshit hassle with some broken English speaking camel jockey living in another country, but I called anyway. Now I've called  Microsoft support a few times in the past couple years and each time was just a fucking headache that in the long run just got me more pissed off than the problem I was trying to have resolved was making me. But this time was different, this time I talked to someone who as far as I could tell had a copy of a Tusken Raider to English translation book sitting in front of them. Every question I asked I had to repeat over and over, and every word or what ever the fuck was coming out of her mouth I had to have repeated to me . So basically at the end of this conversation which took entirely too long, I got the result I wanted. My broken Xbox was going to be shipped back and fixed. so while I waited for my shipping label to arrive, I composed a nice little note about all my questions and concerns I had about this whole process, from my horrible service on the phone to not wanting some refurbished piece of shit that some other unlucky asshole had to send back for repairs that might have been worse than my own. So when I sent the Xbox in, I taped that note to it in hopes that I might get a response Email or some other compensation for my troubles.




About two weeks later my Xbox returned home, and to my surprise there was nothing in the box addressing any of my issues except, as I had feared. A refurbished not my original fucking Xbox. So after I thought about it I decided I should let it go and just plug the damn thing in. Since I was stuck with it there was no point in getting mad anymore,.It was done or so I thought. I hooked everything up put all my systems back in place and started that fucker up only to find that the system was set to Spanish... WHAT THE FUCK? If this was a joke I was not laughing. So now It was up to me to cycle through all the settings to see if I could switch this fucking MEXbox back to English. Finally I got it and all is OK for now. The system does make some funky noises again now so I know its only a matter of time before it shits on me again, so ill save my rant about faulty tech for a different post. Anyway the point here is I know it may be less costly to outsource things like customer service and other things over to third world countries, But Jesus fucking Christ, at least make sure the people answering the fucking phone have at the very least a basic grasp on the English language. Is that really to fucking much to ask from a major corporation like Microsoft? And its not just them, Its Credit card companies and Insurance and the list goes on. Next time I have to call a company and this happens I think I'll say... ENGLISH MOTHER FUCKER, DO YOU SPEAK IT???

Sunday, July 25, 2010

MY FEAR FOR THE FUTURE


In 1987 George Michael released the song faith, Instantly rocketing himself into the minds of horny girls across America possibly the world. His songs/videos were filled with sexual references and images that made girls wanna fuck him and guys wanna be like him to get fucked. So in 1998 when he was arrested for trying to fuck some male cop in a public park bathroom, Everyone was shocked. I'm sure some guys had a feeling he was gay all along as that's just guys nature to cut down another guy that makes them look like less of a man. Never the less people were shocked. The guy all the girls wanted to fuck in reality only wanted a nice man cock in and around his mouth. I'll admit that when I was little I liked his music and thought he was a cool looking guy. So when I heard he was gay I was past the part of my life where anything like that had any impression on the way I grew up. Now no one cares, in fact flash forward 11 years and what do we have???





Adam Lambert...now there is no longer a need for guys to hide there homosexuality behind a straight facade. And guys that look like George up there are considered gross to most girls who long for the soft gentle touch of a woman like Adam over there. For some reason now a days gay is the way. Horrible television channels like MTV jam homosexuality down your throat so bad its almost like they are exploiting it. If you look at music in general from the 80's to today you can see the progression. Sure the guys in a lot of bands from then dressed feminine but for the most part you knew if they were gobbling cock or sitting down to a nice fish taco. and If you think that none of this has to do with the way guys are turning out these days. OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES. show me a guy who grew up in the 70's or 80' that looks like this...


         

    I'm not saying this to gay bash. in general I have no problem with gay people, my problem is with today's media influencing straight guys to dress like confused little girls . Emo kids who wear eyeliner and berets in their hair and a nice tight pair of their little sisters pants, and the stupid fucking girls that think that's what a man is. If that's what a man looks like than our country is fucking doomed. lets send adam lambert or that little fucking bitch justin bieber or those two gender confused things to the left into a war. shit lets just send them into a fist fight with some normal guys and see what happens. I could go on with this one for ever so ill leave it at this. You stupid fucking little lady boys need to grow a pair of balls and a dick and use that dick to fuck some girls. And not girls that look just like you do. If you can wear your girlfriends clothes and makeup and think you look good there is a fucking problem. And if you're going to be gay. Have some real pride and look like a fucking man while you're doing it.

FACEBOOK FRIEND COLLECTORS


I am currently a member of facebook. I thought it was a nice way to connect with people from my past that I haven't heard from in a long time. Once I created my profile I tracked down a few people I wanted to talk to. Some I found some I didn't. The people I friend requested I said "Hey whats up, hows it been" to (The usual BS). Some responded some didn't. why accept my friendship if you cant even say hi. I thought that was a little strange. Then the friend collectors found me. I was unaware of them at first, until I accepted their friendship. These were all people I knew from the past only when I tried to talk to them I got no response. So after some time I deleted them, only to find a few days/weeks later another request from these people. What the fuck is the point of having friends on a social network site if you are not going to be social? That was one of my inspirations for this blog. My facebook page is going to be terminated and all those friends I had will be lost once again. If any of you reading this are from my facebook friends list, that means that you followed my link to this blog in my final facebook post. Good for you that means you care what I have to say (maybe). To everyone else, Fuck off!