Unclebaldrick
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?
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?