My Nigga Apolbro! [Journal 10-14-17]

Alabama Shakes – Don’t Wanna Fight.

So I’m working. Busy day: aside from it being a normally busy Saturday, there was also a catered event, for maybe 50 or so white [useless, rich] people – it’s an easy trait to notice when you’re working your ass off while surrounded by fucking perpetual bachelors, and living in a houseshare.

Anyway. Ass The Black gives me some task to do, I do it. In retrospect, it was a really damn dumb thing for him to have me do, but that wasn’t even close to my mind at the time; I was just thinking about getting it done. Anyway, Chef happened to be there, as he usually is on catering days. Ass The Black waddles off to do whatever stupid thing. Chef tells me to change gears to a different task. I do that.

As I’m putting away the task Ass The Black had me to do, he notices, asks me what I’m doing as I’m quickly passing him with the components in hand. I respond: “Not enough time,” without looking or stopping, with no tone other than factuality; I didn’t even begin to think of getting upset with him.

Despite that, this fucking moron interprets me a being disrespectful, and angrily says some nonsense about me not talking to him like that. I’m going to reiterate. This moron heard three words, which I didn’t so much as put attention into, muchless spite, then assumes I’m fucking with him. God. Damn. How do you peasants stay alive. Ah, right; you lie, cheat, steal, and ruin everything around you.

Anyway, I factually tell him that I wasn’t disregarding his instructions, but following Chef’s. Then he says I should have told him that. Towhich I calmy reply that I’d chat with him if I had the time – yes, I intentionally gave him a little poke on that one. He then says something along the lines of me not being respectful in the future, towhich I essentially replied: “Ya, but..” And we seperated.

Here’s where Apollbro comes in. I never put my music on during the day. Ever. I just don’t want to hear the linemen bitch and whine about my music not being absurdly homoerotic rap/nightclub music, or the exact fucking same spanish songs I hear every god damned day. But Chef was in the kitchen, which meant they’d focus on their work instead of fucking around, so they weren’t playing their’s, so I plugged mine in, and kept it low enough that only I could hear it.

So, it just so happened, right before Ass The Black decided to have his little bitchfit, my music was in. Anyway, he’s pissed at this point, because he just tried to play a primate’s domination games with me, and made himself look like an idiot – course, he prolly didn’t realize he looked that way, but was instead pissed that I didn’t get on my knees and blow him in mere appreciation of his glorious presence.

But so, he’s quietly really pissed, my music is in, and I’m just putting the rest of that shit away – which he originally thought I was doing while specifically disregarding his instructions. He’s behind me, at another counter, doing something – again, pissed. He’s right infront of the stereo. Tom Waits’ Everything Goes To Hell comes on, and he works there, for the first half of the song. And I have to stop myself from bursting into life-threatening degrees of schizophrenic laughter.

He calms down later though, while we’re working together. Idiot even had the complete lack of social awareness to casually touch me while giving me instructions on a task. This fucking moron. I honestly don’t know if he’s a moron or a sociopath – and I’m honestly starting to fail to see any difference between the two states. Fucking peasants, man.

There’s alot more I really should say, but honestly, I just don’t feel like it right now; nothing but an ocean of peasants out there – as potential viewers – anyway.

Oh, but “echo” is regularly used now by most of the kitchen, and being adopted by people from other shifts; you have no idea how fucking funny I find this. Oh, I think I heard some of those fucking servers say it, but who cares – those useless twats would lick plutonium if they saw someone else do it.


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~ by Louis Naughtic on October 15, 2017.

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