MUWAHAHAHAHAHA! Work TRIED to ban the internet...but I've once again proven that the explosive element that lives inside all embittered youths (yes i realize i'm a well to do white boy) cannot be contained!

That's right kiddies, I'm online at work and I'll be damed if the man's gonna hold me down any longer! So...long as I'm here, I might as well vent. First and foremost, I'm at the end of my rope. I work 5 days a week, three of those days my mornings are filled with classes. The two days I DON'T go to work, I go to my internship. This has effectively eliminated any off day in my schedule. I've not had a day off in over a month (not that it's a good excuse, but that's why there's been a lack of posting on my part)

As for work, I find that nearly EVERY single action I do is filled with bitterness to my well-to-do guests. A fine example is the end of the night wakeup call list. Near the end of the night, everyone decides to schedule their morning wakeup call. And so, they call down to the front desk and we record them on a sheet. You simply put their name, and room number under the time grid they want their call and then night audit enters it into the computer at the end of the night.

The name pops up clearly on the LCD screen of the phone, so there's no need for the guest to even tell me their name. I simply flip to the page and jot down the information. Most people simple make note of the name and room number and immediately allow the guest to hang up the phone.

I however, being the rebel that I am, have decided to slit the throat of the venemous system of oppression wrought upon me by my egotistical aristocratic guests. They call, ask for their wake up call and then I say...

"One moment..." while I copy their room and name down. In that five second span of time where the guest sits in uncomfortable silence on the phone, listening only to my baited breath and the distant, alien scratch of my pen upon paper I laugh inwardly..

"FUCK YOU!!! YOU FUCKING DICK! YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME?! HAHAHAHA! ENJOYING THE SILENCE?! WHAT?! DID I DISRUPT YOUR PRECIOUS SCHEDULE?! THAT'S RIGHT! I OWN THESE FIVE SECONDS, YOU DO AS I SAY OR SET YOUR OWN GODDAMN ALARM CLOCK!"

Then I say...

"My pleasure." And they hang up. Perhaps it's only a small victory, but it's a victory for me nonetheless. Tiny little things like these keep me running. Needless to say, I'm a lunatic. :)

Hehe, that'll teach all those motherfuckers! Nicely done bro :)

Being lunatic haves it advantages most of the times, be who you want to be and if they don't like it? Well they can just fuck off! lol

Nothing better than to piss the customers off, or slow down the service when they are being jackasses hehe.

Gabe, man, I officially extend an offer of membership to the [b:de7fecf93e]I.A.M.A.N.U.T.B.A.R[/b:de7fecf93e]

[i:de7fecf93e]"International Association Massed Against Non-lethal Unorganised Terrorist Breaking All Regulations"[/i:de7fecf93e]

Non-lethal Terrorism is hpw I intend to take over the world.

It is the small victories that I seek.

Other weapons I intend to use are:

The Game
Buying an entire nights worth of advertising space, and advertising nothing.
Renting every pool table in my local pool club, and not doing anything on them.

And so on. The desire to annoy is most admirable.

Yes fight the powers that be. :twisted:

Test?