Monday, June 04, 2007
Today was my interview for a security-type job at SFU and went in completely unprepared. The problem? it was a 2-panel, half-hour interview which totally took me off guard. I think it went okay, being that I nailed some questions and blew some other ones.
I watched Knocked-up today with Reuben, and that movie was an absolute riot. Reuben claims it to be the funniest movie he's ever seen, and I don't disagree; however, my only real qualm with the movie was that it seemed to pace itself poorly at times even though it might have been necessary to do so. Either ways, mega thumbs up!
Afterwards we ventured off to a McDicks for some of the worst food I've ever had in my entire life. I knew there was a reason why I'd boycotted McDonald's twice before. The fries they fed us were shit and it pissed me off. While I remained unhappy, Reuben ravaged his set of re-heated fries with his behemoth-sized hands, over stuffing himself silly. It wasn't even the shitty fries that pissed me off; it's the fact that I had intentionally super-sized my fries to sustain my hunger by compensating for the puny burgers that they fed us. I was even more pissed at the fact that I had wasted about 1/4 of the fries as a result, negating the intended effect of sustaining my own hunger. Menacing irony at its worst. I was ready to throw the fries at the fucking bitch employee's face, but in an attempt to savour some dignity, I didn't. If they ever re-heat my fries again, I will not hesitate to tear them some new assholes.
McDicks gets a resounding thumbs DOWN--again.
Other things that piss me off is when people intentionally save more than one seat in the theatre. You can NOT reserve more than one seat you cocksucking mother fucker. We didn't encounter this problem at the theatre today, but it has happened in the past, especially by some faggot, whose friends were too busy to show up on time, so they made him reserve 4 seats with his salvation-army jacket just to screw us over. I hope they get cancer.
Also, not ALL opinions matter. Bad opinions are still bad opinions. I hate it when people try and justify the principle notion that everyone is entitled to an opinion. WRONG! Everyone is entitled to have an opinion, but get stripped of it when they OPEN THEIR FUCKING MOUTHS! Good, justifiable opinions matter; inane, unscrupulously bad opinions DON'T. If you believe I am incorrect in this regard and believe that even bad opinions have a worthy right to be heard, well then bear this in mind: in my humble opinion, your opinion fucking sucks!
I hate Goths. I think they're worthless, anarchic, anti-Christ-wannabe outcasts that deserved to be hanged. If you want to be unique, then by all means, do so without looking like the play-dolls kids through out onto the streets to watch them get trampled by moving cars. You're not unique, and you're not important. No one cares about your rebellious ways, your distasteful fashion sense or your pseudo-intellectual, anti-government discussions. Eat feces.
I feel vindicated that Victoria Alexander doesn't write too many more reviews on RT because of all the flack she's received for being a shitty reviewer. That and I was the very FIRST one to give her flack and everyone else followed suit. Vindication at its very finest. I hope you rot in hell you car-wash cunt.
I watched Knocked-up today with Reuben, and that movie was an absolute riot. Reuben claims it to be the funniest movie he's ever seen, and I don't disagree; however, my only real qualm with the movie was that it seemed to pace itself poorly at times even though it might have been necessary to do so. Either ways, mega thumbs up!
Afterwards we ventured off to a McDicks for some of the worst food I've ever had in my entire life. I knew there was a reason why I'd boycotted McDonald's twice before. The fries they fed us were shit and it pissed me off. While I remained unhappy, Reuben ravaged his set of re-heated fries with his behemoth-sized hands, over stuffing himself silly. It wasn't even the shitty fries that pissed me off; it's the fact that I had intentionally super-sized my fries to sustain my hunger by compensating for the puny burgers that they fed us. I was even more pissed at the fact that I had wasted about 1/4 of the fries as a result, negating the intended effect of sustaining my own hunger. Menacing irony at its worst. I was ready to throw the fries at the fucking bitch employee's face, but in an attempt to savour some dignity, I didn't. If they ever re-heat my fries again, I will not hesitate to tear them some new assholes.
McDicks gets a resounding thumbs DOWN--again.
Other things that piss me off is when people intentionally save more than one seat in the theatre. You can NOT reserve more than one seat you cocksucking mother fucker. We didn't encounter this problem at the theatre today, but it has happened in the past, especially by some faggot, whose friends were too busy to show up on time, so they made him reserve 4 seats with his salvation-army jacket just to screw us over. I hope they get cancer.
Also, not ALL opinions matter. Bad opinions are still bad opinions. I hate it when people try and justify the principle notion that everyone is entitled to an opinion. WRONG! Everyone is entitled to have an opinion, but get stripped of it when they OPEN THEIR FUCKING MOUTHS! Good, justifiable opinions matter; inane, unscrupulously bad opinions DON'T. If you believe I am incorrect in this regard and believe that even bad opinions have a worthy right to be heard, well then bear this in mind: in my humble opinion, your opinion fucking sucks!
I hate Goths. I think they're worthless, anarchic, anti-Christ-wannabe outcasts that deserved to be hanged. If you want to be unique, then by all means, do so without looking like the play-dolls kids through out onto the streets to watch them get trampled by moving cars. You're not unique, and you're not important. No one cares about your rebellious ways, your distasteful fashion sense or your pseudo-intellectual, anti-government discussions. Eat feces.
I feel vindicated that Victoria Alexander doesn't write too many more reviews on RT because of all the flack she's received for being a shitty reviewer. That and I was the very FIRST one to give her flack and everyone else followed suit. Vindication at its very finest. I hope you rot in hell you car-wash cunt.
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