Hi, Bear.
Maybe you need to read this one:
Anger Management.
When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don't know.
I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to make. I found the number and dialled it. A man answered, saying "Hello."
I politely said, "This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn Carter?"
Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear "Get the right XXXXXXX number!" and the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down Robyn's correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits.
After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.
When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled " You're an XXXXXXX!" and hung up. I wrote his number down with the word 'XXXXXXX' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, " You're an XXXXXXX!" It always cheered me up.
When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic XXXXXXX calling would have to stop.
So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this is John Smith from Telstra. I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our Caller ID Program?"
He yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone.
I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an XXXXXXX!"
One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his back window, so I wrote down his number.
A couple of days later, right after calling the first XXXXXXX (I had his number on speed dial,) I thought that I'd better call the BMW XXXXXXX, too.
I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?"
"Yes, it is", he said.
"Can you tell me where I can see it?" I asked.
"Yes, I live at 34 Mowbray Blvd , in Vaucluse. It's a yellow house, and the car's parked right out in front."
"What's your name?" I asked.
"My name is Don Hansen," he said.
"When's a good time to catch you, Don?"
"I'm home every evening after five."
"Listen, Don, can I tell you something?"
"Yes?"
"Don, you're an XXXXXXX!" Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.
Now, when I had a problem, I had two XXXXXXX to call. Then I came up with an idea. I called XXXXXXX #1.
"Hello."
"You're an XXXXXXX!" (But I didn't hang up.)
"Are you still there?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said.
"Stop calling me," he screamed.
"Make me," I said.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"My name is Don Hansen."
"Yeah? Where do you live?"
"XXXXXXX, I live at 34 Mowbray Blvd , Vaucluse, a yellow house, with my black Beamer parked in front."
He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers."
I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, XXXXXXX," and hung up.
Then I called XXXXXXX #2. "Hello?" he said.
"Hello, XXXXXXX," I said.
He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..."
"You'll what?" I said.
"I'll kick your a**," he exclaimed.
I answered, "Well, XXXXXXX, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now."
Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at
34 Mowbray Blvd , Vaucluse, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover. Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down in Mowbray Blvd , Vaucluse.
I quickly got into my car and headed over to Mowbray. I got there just in time to watch two XXXXXXXs beating the crap out of each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead police helicopter and a news crew.
NOW I feel much better.
Anger management really works...
Administrator's edit note: Reason for Editing--Repeated disguise of forbidden word in an effort to beat the auto-censor function. If a word comes out in all asterisks when you try to post it, please don't go to the trouble of trying to defeat that function. Just leave the damn asterisks. Everbody has enough imagination to know what the word was anyway. It just makes our job of consistent moderating of the rules more difficult. :Banghead
The only reason I left the post and went to the trouble of editing it is that it is entertaining.
Thanks.
