I am more than pissed. A person cannont imagine how pissed I am right now. Heh, I'm glad I don't own a gun!

If I had one, I'd be on my way to North Platte. The fucking asshole of this state. Blowing holes in peoples heads. Alltel, Quest, Nortel, and several of our clients. Fucking idiots!

I finaly got the whole story on what's going on, and this is bad. Really bad. I want to take all the people who work for alltel up there, and rip them new assholes using my pocket knife.

So, apparently someone sold us more lines, even though *THEY* didn't have the bandwith to support them. Fucking droped calls, pissing off our clients. Argh! I can't take this much longer.

This has been going on for several days now, and the best the telco can say, is they might have it fixed in a few days. Maby. Fuck that! What the hell am I supposto tell clients who call up and demand to know when it's going to be fixed? I can't tell them to just bugger off!

As long as I know what to do things go well. As soon as crap like this happens I'm lost. I am sick and fucking tired of people screaming at me. Demanding refunds, saying they will cancel. FUCK! THIS IS AMERICAKKKA, IF THEY FUCKING DON'T LIKE OUR SERVICE, THEY CAN GO FUCK THEMSELFES. FUCKING GO WITH SOME OTHER ISP IT'S NOT LIKE WERE KEEPING THEM FROM FUCKING SWITCHING!


I hate this, but can't do anything about it. Nod my head and smile. Sure, whaever. When I'm thinking "Go fuck yourself you inbred moron!". Yah, that's how it goes. One client has me crying today. Yes, me crying.

I wanted his username right off the bat, so I could log his call. He never gave it to me. He's luckey, I would have seriously considered driving to his house on my off time, and breaking skull.

Make him pay for what he did. There is *NO* excuse for such a thing. I hope he never has children. That would be a total mind fuck for a kid. Having a parent who's such a worthless piece of shit. The kids would be better off with a crackhead (and they are really low).


All I ask is that someone make it stop. It hurts, and it will never make me feel better.

It's not helping my home life either. The new roomies make me want to kill anyway. Now I'm angry enough to actualy do something about it. You should see the gas bill from last month! Argh, I'm half tempted to just turn the heat off. It wouldn't bother me much, just wear a coat.

I almost threw up at work today. I'm pretty sure it has to do with the stress at this point. Nothing else would explain it as well. Espicaly on days like this.


Then I've got people calling up because they are too stupid to tell the diffrence between the local machine's login, and a network login. ARGH, idiots!

Then the ones who can't do anything because a fucking error messages they fail to see is on thier screen. Of course you can't click on anything when it's up there. Fuck them. Fuck them all. I want them all to die, I want them to roast.

One guy wanted help getting out of safe mode. NO!!! Call a fucking computer repair place, that's not my problem. I've got people on hold who want to yell at me. Fucking let me get back to what I'm supposto be doing.


I'm tech support. I take all the shots, nothing is sacred. Why do I do it? For the bandwith. That's about it at this point. I don't want to quit because I really like IN, we/they mean well, and work hard for our clients. But this is almost to much.

Could you handle people yelling at you for eight hours every day? Sure, some of them say "Nothing personal, but...". Fuck, your talking to me, it's already personal!


How could hell be any worse?

Do you know how easy it is to kill? Quick snap of the wrist and it's all over. Nothing to it really. Only one hard part. Can you guess what that is?

The idea that you *are* killing a person. Someone not much diffrent from yourself.

The first time you do it this is a problem. After that it's easy. You realy know how easy it is. It's not a big deal, you just kina do it. After you do it enough times, you don't even think about the morality.


When you look at me what do you see? A strange little wimp? Or do you see what's inside. An vertran of war. Yes, war. A war of the mind. The most deadly of all.

When someone shoots you, they take you out of the battle or you die. When I get hit I just keep on fighting. Nobody realy cares anyway.


Now it's time for the reality of the situation. I'm not going to quit, I'm not going to hurt anyone. Just carry on and do my best. Why you ask?

I'm one of those people with a very long fuse. It's slowly burning, but hasn't gotten anywhere near the powder yet.

I've only blown up on people a couple times in my entire life. Never a pretty sight. Hate, that's what it's all about. I'm so usto being nice to people that I can't stand that it doesn't bother me that much any more. Only when they scream does it get to me.

Nod my head and smile. Pretend everything is ok. Even though it's not.


Why me? That's the question I have been asking myself for many years. I hate stupid people with a passion. I'd assume kill them as look at them. Yet I find myself surrounded by them every day.

The biggest problem is people in general. With 100 as the average IQ, there arn't that many people who can actualy keep up with me.

Sure, I admit that I have a complex. If I where to deny that then I would be no better than them.


One of the guys at work did something that pissed me off. He was doing manager mail. While a good thing to do, he logged off the phone to do it. We had lots, and lots of blinking fucking lines when he did this. That's not right.

Yah, sure. He didn't want to spent his time getting yelled at. Neither do I, but since it's my job I do it! Pathetic excuse for a tech if you ask me.

I told him that he should login, and keep doing the other task. The return comment was about not being able to do more than one thing at a time. Why the hell is he working there if he can't do at least two things at the same time! This is not some fucking show. It's the real deal.

He's spends his time trying to look busy. Looking busy doens't cut it! You have to be fucking busy.

I have to admit that sometimes I'm not all that busy. But that's not often. When it's dead, I'm working on other projects. Looking for problems with the modems, working on one of our webpages, yada yada yada.

Please make it stop!


Kill them all, fucking inbred retards who arn't l33t enough to know the diffrence between the right, and left mosue buttons. What the fuck do they do for a living? It really makes me wonder...

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