A new era of blogging...
Now Playing: Metallica - Nothing Else Matters (begins merging into) Magical Trevor
Topic: Annoyances?
Via this tangent of thought, this utterly mind numbing expression of human innovation, which I have lovingly referred to as 'my blog', I have given you my opinions, my thoughts, and most importantly, my views of the world as it is and should be. Now, with a year worth of practice entries, I'm going to try and take an hour or so to refine my writing (or typing depending upon how literal I need to be) skills.
And, this is how I'm going to do it. First, I'll do as I normally do, just with some more refining (which would mean proofreading and changing things that don't flow together smoothly. It is by these means that I will become adept enough that my rantings could, quite possibly, attract a crowd of nerdy followers. Good plan, yes?
So, anyway, I need to, first of all, find something that I find annoying/changeable. Just as I typed that, I realized the one thing right now that annoys me to the fullest extent of my being. Its existence is meant purely to plague me with overly eager "Anything I can help you (and screw you over) with today?" guy who probably works on commission, and trying to get me to buy $7.50 in equipment for my surround sound for $50. It was enough for me to want to go slaughter the innocent with a machete made completely of human bones. Not bones of people I killed. Ones from those who died of natural causes. Causes like an Ebola virus blanket. In fact, all employees of the places that torment me should be slaughtered with Indian bone machetes. A suiting death for equally murderous places.
Well, anyway, so I don't get caught up in that tangent, I'll start this paragraph and reveal the annoyance which most refer to as Radio Shack. I think their trademark is "You had questions, so we killed your messiah." or something along those lines. Somewhere between walking in and the helper trying to have me buy 4 separate $17 cables, I started thinking "Hmmm...smashing my car into the front door of this place and running over this guy seems like a good idea." So, anyway, I told him I'd be back in a few minutes, and drove over to Best Buy, picked up what I needed for a TOTAL of $7.50 (compared to the $RAPE Radio HELL was trying to charge) and decided to keep up my promise and returned to Radio HELL and showed the guy who was trying to rape me what I bought for an 8th of what he was trying to charge me and he thusly put the stick, which he was going to try and shove up my ass at the counter after I paid him, away. As I drove away, I'm pretty sure I saw a 'Going out of Business' sign being put up as everyone left the store after seeing that Radio HELL got it's face beaten in by Best Buy. It was quite the effective day. That was definitely a refreshing use of my time.
I try to entertain, and hope the refining has helped. And, above all else, I have always tried to give you a good thought to tide you over until the next post.
So, here it is. Your thought: "How does Radio shack keep selling crap when all of the employees rape their customers during and after the sale. You'd think the pain alone would keep them away."