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'ists and 'isms.
What do I do? I work in a movie store. Yeah - i'm that guy behind the counter that always begs the question "how can someone watch movies for a living?" Yet people always seem to want my opinion on the matter. I recommend things, all sorts of things. I like people to like what I like. I want people to see the world through my eyes and discover the cultural and social graffiti they spew forth with every mindless utterance. I want people to fucking listen.
"What do you think of this (insert random film)?" "Honestly?" "Yes." Stop right there mommy bitch. You don't give a fuck what I really think. You want me to tell you that I thought it was great so that you can go home and say that the guy at the movie store said it was good. So some days I snap. "Honestly I think it was mediocre at best, and that if you're looking for a good movie go grab V for Vendetta." "I think i'll stick with this." Why ask me if you are just going to negate the premise? Good game, you're a fucking moron. I hope you get clipped by a bus on your way home. I also hate people who want to give you un-solicited advice. Upon commenting to a coworker that a situation in my life sucked, this chipper little blonde from another department who was passing by decided it was her big chance to change someone's life. "You should try to be more positive." I quickly informed her that "Honestly, you should try being more negative, it's very liberating when you find that you no longer have to force everything into the sunshine." I then waited a good 20 seconds for what I said to process. She tried again to convince me to not be 'so negative' when i shot back "listen, i'm not going to say that something inately shitty is great and happy, because it isn't." She then got frustrated and ignored me. Stop trying to reform people, change them to your values, stop intruding into conversations that aren't yours, don't set me up on blind dates, or tell me I shouldn't be doing that when you don't even know my name. That is, of course, unless you are fully prepared for me to tell you to fuck off and rain on your parade. My life is a serious of fucked up thoughts derived from a history of gratuitous social perversion and malice that repeatedly rape my every waking moment for all it's worth. I can't look at you. I think you're bland. I think you're fooling yourself. I think you're a fake, I think you don't give a shit about anyone but you. I think you're a hack. I think you need to get real and wake the fuck up. I think you like being blind. "Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family, Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life." - Trainspotting The world isn't roses and sunshine. It's a barrage of prison-like assfucking from which you sift the good times and hold on to what matters to you. I choose to wake the fuck up and see the world for what it really is. Call the sweet sweet and the bitter bitter. I choose to know I chose. - serial_
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'Cause what's better than playing with fire? Last edited by serial_; 11-19-2006 at 11:04 PM. |
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