In response to: [inlink]maidencateyes,111[/inlink] I sent this:

"Why are you getting so upset at someone when you don't even know who it is? Isn't that kind of a waste of energy?"


In response to that email, I received:

From : P S <strobascobe@hotmail.com>
Sent : Thursday, September 2, 2004 9:15 PM
To :
Subject : RE: your an ass

why don't you grow some courage and tell me who you are



just keeping everyone up to date

my new computer came today!!!
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the truth about toad licking

I am not going to discuss all the crappy things that happened to me today, just one. However, we must always keep in mind, that sometimes the little stupid things add up and eventually you need to let off steam.

So, after a day of many little added up things...

I was returning my shopping cart to the corral at Wegmans. I turned around and [size=m]skreech![/size] a minivan had to slam on the brakes to not hit me. Now, this driver of course was cutting across all the empty spaces at quite a fast speed for a parking lot, instead of just patiently driving along the lanes like you are supposed to. So I walked in front of them since I was already half-way there and they had stopped. So then they speed by my practically running me over. I screamed, "Jesus Christ! Learn how to fucking drive!" That would have been the end of it, but no. This stupid woman who was putting washer fliud in her car, who is completely uninvolved in this situation has to yell to me as I am walking to my car, "Don't yell at traffic, asshole!" [size=m]What the fuck?![/size] So I get in my car and roll down my window, continuing to scream how people need to mind their own fucking business and why shouldn't I yell at traffic when I almost get run over?! Stupid woman.

[inlink]dan,2[/inlink]
Yeah, I know how you feel. I have worked every day this weekend, and I will work today. Labor Day is really for people that have a steady career and a huge salary and already get paid vacations and days off when they want and wonderful things like that. It's not for poor college kids who barely have time to do laundry and go to the grocery store in between working and going to class and doing homework. Somehow, time and a half pay still doesn't make me want to fold jeans and help people find their size in clothes that don't look good on them anyway for 4 hours. Maybe I would like it better if I could wear sneakers.