I really don't like discussing politics, or religion in real life, or mostly at all. People are stuck in their ways and there's no winning. Factual and legal inaccuracies just don't enter into it.
I.) Truean rants whines about ranting to keep some semblance of sanity and realizing sanity is long gone.I have clients who just insist upon doing this and wasting my fucking time, not that they wanna pay for the time they waste mind you. They just want to say "My lawyer even said, [insert whatever their bullshit opinion is] is right!" They are stealing my name to give their crackpot shit credibility it doesn't deserve. [Softly rubs temples with one hand, massaging the headache] I am an excellent liar and I will tell them anything they want to hear concerning their stupid, ignorant, bullshit political opinions, and I'll do it convincingly, because they're worthless. They demand this, whether they admit it or not. [sigh]
The opinions, they mean less than nothing to me and it is literally impossible for me to care any less on the topic of whatever non legal issue they are wasting my time with and not paying me for. I make a mental note to deduct 20 IQ points from my assessment of anyone who does this in my office. They are wasting my time: democrat, republican, whatever. I have a job to do, this is not helping. Fuck you and quit your bullshitting so I can get it done. How do you expect me to do all the shit that needs done if my time is being wasting like this? Not paying for it, are you...?
Also, I have phone calls to return. People wonder why I can never get back to them fast enough, and then proceed to waste my fucking time. It's an endless cycle. Step 1.) The poor clerk and secretary hear, "Why won't he call me back? What do you mean he's with someone else? How long will that take?!?!" 2.) I get back to them and without fail they talk my fucking ear off, thus making it harder for everyone else who wants to get ahold of me, to get ahold of me....
" Rinse, repeat, forever. I don't give a fuck about whatever inane drivel they happen to be spouting this week. It has nothing to do with the task they have hired me for.
Guess how long I got tied up in this crap today: 2 hours between about 7 clients. [shiver, shiver twitch, groan, whimper]. I can't write the contract/will/lease/etc you want and pay enough attention to you to give the seemingly meaningful responses demanded here.... Dear God, let me do my job....
II. No date = No hire?I've actually been pretty much told I didn't get and won't get a job at this company because I won't date a guy's daughter. It's easy to add up. Whenever I say the slightest thing regarding accounting or especially the corporate position in question, the guy brings up his daughter and
her schedule/how she's not doing anything.... He keeps mentioning her and it's far too much to be a coincidence. Why would you ALWAYS bring up your daughter and the fact that she's not doing anything on weekends? Why would you be probing my interests and mentioning ones she has in common with me and suggesting places to do those things? Argh....
I lie about it because I have to, but I am quite gay and should really be a woman myself. I would have no idea what to do with a woman or desire to do it, ever, under any circumstances, at all. If some girl and I were the last two alive on the planet, then you're probably looking at extinction. I've been set up on dates with women I couldn't get out of before. Some of them ended up producing lovely friendships, if I was convinced I could tell her the truth. Others went spectacularly bad with me asking the waitress to make sure at least my food didn't have a funny taste and the waitress understanding exactly what I meant and feeling sorry for me. That particular girl was as astonishingly pretty as she was rude, insensitive and insulting and a horrible person....
Repeated gunshots to the face would've been worth it to get out of that date 5 minutes early....
[shivers] Basically this guy is trying to set his daughter up with someone he thinks is rich/going to be well off. I'm pretty sure he's an accessory to her attempted gold digging. Just to make sure, I said I wasn't doing anything one weekend and he started talking about the job opening.... <--- huh?
Why? Why does this happen? I'm not that cute! I'm not that well off! WTF? [shiver] The only dates I willingly go on with women are when they know I'm gay and are willing accomplices to help cover up the fact that I'm gay as hell. 75% chance we cuddle and watch chick flicks while painting each other's nails and stuff afterwords.
Meh.