Went on a beer run and almost got into a fight with an advanced auto guy. Were mortal enimies.
Also riped open a scab putting the beer on the counter
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Honestly shocked myself and mom that I kept my cool tonight in the grocery store.
When I did tech work for sprint they put us out front.. we had this fat waddling sack of half jacked monkey fuck named Chauncey.. any dude named chauncey and not a Brit is an automatic piece of fucking shit waste of skin. (don;t ask me but the three douche bags named chauncey I have met were worse than that fucker macgoo in the flesh.)
Last run in with Chauncey the fat sack of fuck... I killed one of his new phones, spiked the other with a scribe to the desk and warned him that he had two hours to get his service switched to another carrier or I would delete his shit remotely, and if another word exited his mouth other than "I'm sorry" I would twist his fat rolled shit filled head off his worthless shoulders. He reached over the desk at me and I caught him in a one handed choke and squeezed turning his face a bright purple.
I did let it be known that he was being hostile the tapes would prove it along with copious notes in his account about his employee abuse and I would not tolerate another word from him, I did warn him tho that if I ever caught him outside of my place of work I would not hesitate one minute in kicking the living shit out of him in a most brutal and primal fashion.
Well he saw me in the grocery store tonight and hauled fat ass like the devil himself was after him. It has been 5 years and have not forgotten him or his worthless skin suit and worst of all what a bitchass name his parent gave him.
I still have his address in my book of fuckers deserving craigslist M4M anal gangbang lists.
Certain shit I will not tolerate or put up with at fucking all, lard boy crossed that line and then some.
I was facing firing until he reached over at me after two hours of him damned near screaming the most vile horrible shit at me and directed it in a lesbian hating rant towards the gal working close to me.