On people I don't like

Those who hate monday mornings. It's a common breed of people. It's not that they hate their job. It's that they hate working. They're bad at it. This is the same type of person who looks at you at the office with big dumb eyes full of nothing. There's no light inside the noggin. Bots. These are the same people who share quotes with their pictures. "If you show cleavage, you have to shut the fuck up". Isn't that the rule we all agreed to? Didn't we also agree that if you share a picture of your ugly watch on your steering wheel, you're not allowed to participate in the gene pool? What the fuck is happening to society? Where's a guillotine when you need one!

Those people who are "not good with technology" and are proud of what they don't know, giddy even. They see the humor in it. It's 2026 fuckheads. Get better. "How do I do this" they ask. Sometimes, they're confused by their own fucking phone. These creatures are unable to watch a youtube video. They can. They just don't want to. They like ignorance. Everytime I encounter these beasts, they remind me of a certain type of people who seem to like filth. You know the type. They just like their clothes worn a couple of days after they should be. They're usually of the gamer school of losers. They like their body smelling a little gamy, as opposed to minty fresh. Their like their skin moisterized by their own bodily oils. It's not that they're filthy. It's just that they're not big fans of freshness. It's the same thing with these technological retards. They enjoy theirs with a disgusting cheerfulness

Those of us who can't think in percentages. The other day I asked a real-estate agent about the negotiating margin for properties. I said: "So what's the negotiation margin like around here? I'm thinking 5-10%, right?" and she said: "We can take them down like 10k, 20k. One time we got the seller down 50k which was crazy". I asked the only possible question: "50k on a property costing how much". She Said "About 500k". I almost slapped the bitch. A few negotiations later, I learned the very obvious fact that it is indeed a 5-10% margin and all I kep thinking is: Die motherfuckers! die!

Thosw who design logos at Google. Fuck you, you entitled, lucky, clueless basterds.

Those who want to tax the rich. Fuck you. I can't think of lower intellectual position that isn't a felony. These are the same people who won't shut up about equality. How about equality of taxtion? They want public transportation and public hospitals and parks and all. As do I. They also want work-life balance, social security, and freedom. As do we all. But the math isn't mathing. You can't have that. Can't afford it, motherfuckers. You can't make it all work by taxing those who worked harder than you, sacrificed more than you. I actually don't mind people being a little communist in the head. it's kinda cute and there's at least some consistency there. Everyone down the shitter (in principle at least). But where do they get this right to tax those who can afford more? I just don't get it. It's so aggitating.

Those who say: "Russia's full-scale invasion of Ukraine". This is conclusive irrefutable proof that this person is a shill, incapable of self-direction and personal reflection. Here's a bunch of brain-dead university graduates who have never formulated an opinion in their life.. Someone in some office buding decided: hey, everytime we have to mention the war, we have to repeat that it's full scale, not a partial attack. We have to drill this down the mind of the morons who liaten to us, lest they forget who's at fault here. Full scale. Not partial. To these people I say: get fucked... Full scale.

People who say "a little bit". You go batshit crazy, like total bananas and they say: you were a bit off. A bit!!! These are the people whose entire existence is downplaying, understating, and doing everything language allows to not say the full statement. I think that maybe, they should, sometimes, get fucked, a little perhaps for the most part if it's not too much trouble. Great supine invertebrate jellies... to quote that fun man.