It's Not Quite As Complicated As Chess
Ryan writes:
I work in internet sales, and we got this message from a customer who was waiting on an item that costs less than five dollars. I didn’t know lawyers had the ability to freeze your name, phone number and address. What does that mean? I don’t get to use my name until he gets his item? I’ll tell my friends and family to call me something else for now.
Here’s the message:

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A Mellow Workplace, Part 2
After posts on other blogs about his infamous message to employees, Paradou’s owner apparently received some anonymous death threats. In measured tones, he suggests he is displeased:
You can quote me on this: Any time, any place . . . these fucks, if they want to send me an e-mail, I will crack every one of their fucking heads and make the streets run with blood. I will not have my family threatened by anyone. I will fucking slaughter all these people and dance on their heads.
Regarding the author of a Gawker post, he reports:
This asshole never picked up the phone, never contacted me to find out what was going on. What kind of journalistic integrity is that? You know where that shit happens? Where I came from — Russia. . . . It truly shows the vapidness, the idiocy, the lack of education, the lack of understanding of our society. It really makes me disgusted to be a member of this city and this country.
Surprisingly, that last quotation contains only two expletives.
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Cougars Are Line Dry Only
I believe the most important question here, “What started this war?” Or maybe, “Is this a precursor to the Epic Lawn Chair War? Or am I reading this wrong? Maybe it’s just a really violent woman over the age of forty, in which case someone should probably call the cops.

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Good Friday
You know what I like best about Investment Bankers? Nothing. Oh wait. I mean the love. The love they share. Kind, warmhearted, bastards that they are. When I lie awake at night fretting about my 401ks and Stock Portfolio, it’s good to know that the people charged with protecting and growing investments really understand that whole brotherly love and tolerance thing. Thumbs Up!

and revenge is exacted:

via: Gawker
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