September 19, 2006

• Well, its that time of the year again. With last night's win, the Cubs magic number is now down to 1. Doesn't that just kick ass? That's right, with one more win, the Chicago Cubs will guarantee that they will not lose 100 games this year. Isn't that wonderful? See what nearly $100 million gets you? Nearly 1 million per loss.

  You know what one of my big pet peeves is? Liars. Not really liars per-say, but bullshitters to be exact. You know the kind. The kind that tell tall tales. Things like "oh, I met this celebrity and we hung out and did this and that" or the "I had 5 guys attack me at once and I whipped there asses". We all know people like this, I have friends like this and I just can't stand it, it insults my intelligence. Do they think I'm a complete fucking dumbass? And, these people have no limits, they will make up stories about anything, regardless of how sad it is. They make up a bunch of horrible things that "happened" to them when you know damn well its not true. How the hell do they live with themselves? I mean, they know what they are sellin is bullshit, how can they make up cruel shit like "this person died this sort of way" when I was a kid. I know, it gets them the attention that they so desperately crave. But still its sick that they do this sort of thing. I want so bad to call these people out, but don't quite have the balls too. But just once, I want to and just humiliate them for the bullshit that they are claiming as fact.

  Its time for a Sears update. Today, I called the number that was given to me last night. The lady that answered said that I had the wrong department and told me to call yet another number that I was talking to last week. I reluctantly called that number and gave them the reference number that I got last night and was told they couldn't pull it up, that reference number meant nothing to them. I called another number and asked for a lady I had talked to previously and she was not available. They too didn't know about that reference number. As you could clearly see, I was going nowhere slowly, making me even more frustrated. I called back on my lunch and was told the lady wasn't available. I then called the executive complaint unit and asked for a supervisor. They were all in meetings. So, I asked for them to have the supervisor call me back. Guess what didn't happen next? That's right, they didn't call me back. Tomorrow, I start from scratch again, calling the corporate headquarters again. Fuckers. I'm wasting WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY too much time on my breaks and lunches dealing with this shit.

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