Am I getting healthy or flirting with a "Falling Down" breakdown?

Unclebaldrick

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I am pretty sick of assholes lately. So I have been telling people what I think of them. This has meant a lot of low-grade relationships coming to an end and some pretty terse moments between me and society.

Today is a good example... I put some CO2 tanks up for sale on CL (which I consider a nexus of assholes). Two 50# tanks - the big, four foot high suckers. Asking $125 for the pair. A steal.

So I get a response this morning...

"What wrong wtih them. Why u selling them?" (sic)

I explained that there is nothing wrong with them and that I am not using them anymore.

A while later he replies:

"give me your address and phone number. I want time look at them" (sic again)

Suddenly it dawns on me that I would pay $125 not to interact with this piece of shit let alone give him my address and phone number. So I wrote back.

"If you are interested in buying the pictured and described tanks for the asking price, let me know. But if it is your intention to waste my time and jack me around I have another suggestion for you.

I am guessing that a smart guy like you figured out that recent technological developments in gas compression have made my used tanks obsolete. Here is a link to some new Hydrofarm tanks in the same size. They are $475 each but you will make that up in the first year in electricity savings alone."



I'm not putting this out there to show how I put this idiot off. It is truly indicitive of my behavior lately. I am so up to here (hand above head) with hucksters, cheaters, liars, and just plain jag-offs that it seems that some sort of filter inside me has become disabled.

Is it permanent? Is it healthy? Will I survive?

I don't have any thoughts about any homicidal spree just in case it need be said. I just feel like I am mostly surrounded by assholes and am not willing to spend the rest of my life humoring them or choking back bile. When I tell them (either diplomatically or not) to fuck off, I feel better about my life - even if it might not be in my best short-term interests.

Is my career with the State Department in jeopardy?
 

mr sunshine

Well-Known Member
I am pretty sick of assholes lately. So I have been telling people what I think of them. This has meant a lot of low-grade relationships coming to an end and some pretty terse moments between me and society.

Today is a good example... I put some CO2 tanks up for sale on CL (which I consider a nexus of assholes). Two 50# tanks - the big, four foot high suckers. Asking $125 for the pair. A steal.

So I get a response this morning...

"What wrong wtih them. Why u selling them?" (sic)

I explained that there is nothing wrong with them and that I am not using them anymore.

A while later he replies:

"give me your address and phone number. I want time look at them" (sic again)

Suddenly it dawns on me that I would pay $125 not to interact with this piece of shit let alone give him my address and phone number. So I wrote back.

"If you are interested in buying the pictured and described tanks for the asking price, let me know. But if it is your intention to waste my time and jack me around I have another suggestion for you.

I am guessing that a smart guy like you figured out that recent technological developments in gas compression have made my used tanks obsolete. Here is a link to some new Hydrofarm tanks in the same size. They are $475 each but you will make that up in the first year in electricity savings alone."



I'm not putting this out there to show how I put this idiot off. It is truly indicitive of my behavior lately. I am so up to here (hand above head) with hucksters, cheaters, liars, and just plain jag-offs that it seems that some sort of filter inside me has become disabled.

Is it permanent? Is it healthy? Will I survive?

I don't have any thoughts about any homicidal spree just in case it need be said. I just feel like I am mostly surrounded by assholes and am not willing to spend the rest of my life humoring them or choking back bile. When I tell them (either diplomatically or not) to fuck off, I feel better about my life - even if it might not be in my best short-term interests.

Is my career with the State Department in jeopardy?
Take a chill pill.
 

hellmutt bones

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Yes once u hit a certain age (over 45) u start becomming a crabby mutha! Just look at my dad, his dad, and my great grandfather. Good thing i wont b 45 for another 16 years.
 

Dr.Pecker

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Shit I paid 100 for a 20lb I think your in the right. I would have told him to fuck off then. They exchange them anyway, you wont get your old bottle back. They give you a full tank that's been tested and approved by the gas co. Fucking idiots missing out on a great deal. My paintball friends would cough that up no problem.
 

Michael Huntherz

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Will you take 70$?....jk the one thing I hate about cl is the low ballers
I low ball the fuck out of people on cl. Then I wait about a month and they call me and ask me if I still want it for that price, and I get amazing scores that way. It is a patience game.

I am pretty sick of assholes lately. So I have been telling people what I think of them. This has meant a lot of low-grade relationships coming to an end and some pretty terse moments between me and society.

Today is a good example... I put some CO2 tanks up for sale on CL (which I consider a nexus of assholes). Two 50# tanks - the big, four foot high suckers. Asking $125 for the pair. A steal.

So I get a response this morning...

"What wrong wtih them. Why u selling them?" (sic)

I explained that there is nothing wrong with them and that I am not using them anymore.

A while later he replies:

"give me your address and phone number. I want time look at them" (sic again)

Suddenly it dawns on me that I would pay $125 not to interact with this piece of shit let alone give him my address and phone number. So I wrote back.

"If you are interested in buying the pictured and described tanks for the asking price, let me know. But if it is your intention to waste my time and jack me around I have another suggestion for you.

I am guessing that a smart guy like you figured out that recent technological developments in gas compression have made my used tanks obsolete. Here is a link to some new Hydrofarm tanks in the same size. They are $475 each but you will make that up in the first year in electricity savings alone."



I'm not putting this out there to show how I put this idiot off. It is truly indicitive of my behavior lately. I am so up to here (hand above head) with hucksters, cheaters, liars, and just plain jag-offs that it seems that some sort of filter inside me has become disabled.

Is it permanent? Is it healthy? Will I survive?

I don't have any thoughts about any homicidal spree just in case it need be said. I just feel like I am mostly surrounded by assholes and am not willing to spend the rest of my life humoring them or choking back bile. When I tell them (either diplomatically or not) to fuck off, I feel better about my life - even if it might not be in my best short-term interests.

Is my career with the State Department in jeopardy?
No remorse. I'd rather be an asshole than an idiot, though I am very chill until someone fucks with me intentionally. (I'm a total dick online sometimes, I know) Still, I'd rather be right than well-liked. I'm usually both. :D
 

Unclebaldrick

Well-Known Member
Shit I paid 100 for a 20lb I think your in the right. I would have told him to fuck off then. They exchange them anyway, you wont get your old bottle back. They give you a full tank that's been tested and approved by the gas co. Fucking idiots missing out on a great deal. My paintball friends would cough that up no problem.
Here in the City of Big Shoulders, we still have mom n pop gas companies that you can just drive up to and get a 50# fill for about $30. The larger gas companies hate this so they made some "donations" to a few people. The result is that it is now illegal to carry a filled CO2 tank in your car. Very, very dangerous stuff. I hear they compress it. I never heeded that fucking law - let the insipid little beer hipsters worry about the fucking law.
 

vostok

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I am pretty sick of assholes lately. I am mostly surrounded by assholes and am not willing to spend the rest of my life humoring them or choking back bile. When I tell them (either diplomatically or not) to fuck off, I feel better about my life - even if it might not be in my best short-term interests.
This is the ocean 'we' swim in, these are the choices 'we' made, signing up to this 'lifestyle' the fact that we are dealing with loosers, folks with serious issues most of the time, and often we must lead them with greed, malice even death, ...but often bribes work well with theses types..
for ur own peace of mind, tell him they are sold already, then take the week off ...lol
 

Bublonichronic

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Shit I paid 100 for a 20lb I think your in the right. I would have told him to fuck off then. They exchange them anyway, you wont get your old bottle back. They give you a full tank that's been tested and approved by the gas co. Fucking idiots missing out on a great deal. My paintball friends woul cough that up no problem.
Nah you wanna use compressed air for pb not c02, we always filled up at a local scuba shop for dirt cheap
 

vostok

Well-Known Member
Yes once u hit a certain age (over 45) u start becomming a crabby mutha! Just look at my dad, his dad, and my great grandfather. Good thing i wont b 45 for another 16 years.
These are my customers, don't mind them they are in withdrawal awaiting there pension cheques, they'll be fine by the week end ...lol
so long as they don't piss the cash on their fuck upped siblings or booze ...lol
 

Singlemalt

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I am pretty sick of assholes lately. So I have been telling people what I think of them. This has meant a lot of low-grade relationships coming to an end and some pretty terse moments between me and society.

Today is a good example... I put some CO2 tanks up for sale on CL (which I consider a nexus of assholes). Two 50# tanks - the big, four foot high suckers. Asking $125 for the pair. A steal.

So I get a response this morning...

"What wrong wtih them. Why u selling them?" (sic)

I explained that there is nothing wrong with them and that I am not using them anymore.

A while later he replies:

"give me your address and phone number. I want time look at them" (sic again)

Suddenly it dawns on me that I would pay $125 not to interact with this piece of shit let alone give him my address and phone number. So I wrote back.

"If you are interested in buying the pictured and described tanks for the asking price, let me know. But if it is your intention to waste my time and jack me around I have another suggestion for you.

I am guessing that a smart guy like you figured out that recent technological developments in gas compression have made my used tanks obsolete. Here is a link to some new Hydrofarm tanks in the same size. They are $475 each but you will make that up in the first year in electricity savings alone."



I'm not putting this out there to show how I put this idiot off. It is truly indicitive of my behavior lately. I am so up to here (hand above head) with hucksters, cheaters, liars, and just plain jag-offs that it seems that some sort of filter inside me has become disabled.

Is it permanent? Is it healthy? Will I survive?

I don't have any thoughts about any homicidal spree just in case it need be said. I just feel like I am mostly surrounded by assholes and am not willing to spend the rest of my life humoring them or choking back bile. When I tell them (either diplomatically or not) to fuck off, I feel better about my life - even if it might not be in my best short-term interests.

Is my career with the State Department in jeopardy?
It's likely permanent, it's fairly healthy; and you'll survive if you have backup; mine is a 1911A1. I wouldn't have it any other way :)
 

Unclebaldrick

Well-Known Member
I low ball the fuck out of people on cl. Then I wait about a month and they call me and ask me if I still want it for that price, and I get amazing scores that way. It is a patience game.
Yeah, I won't criticize what gets you off. But it is something I don't respond well to. I have relationships with people who treat me right. I have done transactions with people who are constantly wheedling to their own advantage. There is a very big difference. That sort of behavior always struck me as pareto-optimal and possibly a sign of unaddressed latent homosexual feelings.

I have to admit that I feel sad for those people and the fact that they are motivated by such things. I watched some of these folks exercise their bliss at a friend of mine's shop when he hadda close down due to terminal cancer. "Will you take $5 for this $50 worth of records?". Good for you. Big man. Got one over on a cancer patient. Hope your Joanie Mitchell sounds extra sweet.
 
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