On another website at another time, I had a writer named Dave (I called him David though).  He always had something to complain about in the funniest way so I gave him an outlet to air these issues he had.  David, I don’t know where you are or what you’re doing but I’d love to hear what is going on with you now!  Here’s an article he wrote long ago regarding his job which was emailed to me on Monday, April 25, 2002 at 12:57 AM:

Today’s topic: Working for the North Texas Tollway Authority

Well, I figured I may as well start with the obvious topics first.  This one
has been building up for the last six months or so, so it’s time to get it
off my chest.
I work as a toll attendent for the North Texas Tollway Authority, a system
of toll roads that is supposed to increase mobility, hence the idiotic
slogan they came up with: “A toll facility increases mobility”. Yeah right,
slows it down more like.  And I get the WONDERFUL opportunity to sit in a
dirty metal tollbooth for 8 hours a day, listening to people bitching,
pissing, and moaning about how they have to pay 75 cents to drive on the
road.  All I have to say is this: IF YOU DON’T WANT TO PAY, DON’T FUCKING
DRIVE ON THE TURNPIKE, YOU FUCKING IGNORANT MORONIC
ASSHOLES!!!!!!!! There are OTHER roads that you can drive on that are FREE!
I really DON’T want to listen to your crap OK?

Now to the issue at hand: My employers.  There is so much wrong with this
company that I don’t even know where to start.  The machines that are in our
booths, the big yellow ones that you throw the money into, are crap, plain
and simple.  They break down all the time, and it takes the guys who get
called out to fix them FOREVER to get there to do it.  And in the meantime,
we have to get one of those boxes that holds $500 in rolled quarters and put
the money in until the guy gets there. Not to mention that the toll plaza
that I work at (190 & Coit Rd) is so busy during rush hour that it just adds
to the stress till you want to kill someone.  The idiot drivers on the road
sit there and look at you because the light won’t turn green and you have to
practically scream at them to go.  And then of course it’s like the little
“reject bin thieves” as I like to call them, come crawling out of the
goddamned woodwork, especially if it is an unattended lane that goes down.
They pull up and lean out of their cars or open their doors and just scoop
that money like it’s fucking gang-busters!  And then on top of that, we
can’t stop them or say anything to them because we will get in trouble if
they call the main office and complain.  THEY’RE THE ONES STEALING! Why
would we get in trouble for stopping them?!  Because someone up at the main
office had to take 2 minutes out of their day to listen to some complaint
that is bullshit anyway.

Now get this…….it is so easy to get written up at NTTA it makes me want

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I really don’t know how this guy got added to my facebook or messenger.  I haven’t talked to him for a long time then I get this today ( before this he was asking me first how was I doing I said not in the mood to talk, closed window).

GUY: anything you want to ask me?
rox: ummm
rox: like what?
GUY: anything that you want to know
GUY:
GUY: doesn’t matter what it is
GUY: whatever you’re curious about
rox: hmmm
rox: I dunno
GUY: have you seen my pic?
rox: probably if it’s on facebook
GUY: do you like massages?
rox: I guess so
rox: I really don’t like my personal space invaded
GUY: do you prefer to invade personal space than to be invaded?
rox: Actually no.
rox: I feel very respectful of other people’s space
rox: so much so that I want to hug but I don’t
GUY: what if the other person wants you to hug?
rox: then I usually do
rox: unless I don’t know them very well
rox: I would, but I would feel weird about it.
rox: I’m not sure I even care to talk about myself right now
rox: I’m not in a very good mood
GUY: what’s to feel weird about. it’s an exchange of mutual affection
GUY: aww
GUY: ok
rox: No, it’s not weird
rox: I just I have my own bubble
rox: and I only let certain people in
rox: and only people I really know
rox: that really care about me
rox: as a person
GUY: that’s understandable
GUY: what kind of glasses do you wear?
rox: x ray vision
GUY: lol…uh oh, not sure I want to be near you then
GUY: or do I? lol
rox: You hiding something?
GUY: no…just not sure if you want to see that much lol
rox: I really don’t
GUY: then take the glasses off
rox: Men disgust me
GUY: I don’t want you seeing my mini samurai sword, my glock,

my fire lighter
rox: especially men that try and get with me
rox: just because I’m single now
rox: when they don’t even know me
rox: they think because I am skinny and cute (which I’m not even sure why they think I’m cute) that I’m some sort of prize to be had
rox: that I have nothing else to offer.
rox: The only guy that I am even interested in has shown me that he really cares about me on a deeper level
GUY: I was talking about my hidden weapon
rox: I’m just not in a good mood
rox: and going off on a tirade
rox: about men
rox: because you are one
rox: and you happened to cross my path today
rox: see I really a bad person
rox: probably best you delete me off facebook and leave me along
rox: *alone

then he signed off.

good idea.

Why does PETA have to use nudity to get their point across?

www.furnitureporn.com

don’t worry, nothing graphic just a bunch of furniture humping other furniture – oh and a video!

Target is my favorite store to buy stuff from and return it after I’ve played with it for a few weeks. They’re not control freaks about taking back returned merchandise like Wal-Mart and Fred Meyer are. When it’s something from the electronics department, those places make me wait for an electronics cashier to come over and inspect the merchandise to make sure it’s the right item and I haven’t tried to be sneaky and keep anything from the box. As if!

And the electronics cashier is usually some 30-year-old man that probably lives in his mom’s basement still and plays WoW whenever he’s not working in electronics. Those jerks LIVE to say, “We can’t take back this ipod because it’s obvious you’ve taken it apart because there are pry marks all over the edges!” to me. JERKS.

But we’re not here to talk about those people. This review is about the wonderful employees at Target. You know those Kindle-like e-readers there that Sony makes? I bought one of those for $299.99 and kept it for 5 weeks. I read a couple of books on it and played around with the menus and stuff. They’re pretty neat devices, but it seems crazy to blow $300 on a reader and then $9.00 on books from their online store that are lost forever when the e-reader breaks. But that didn’t matter to me because I put some pirated PDF files of books on it to read and got a full $299.99 refund when I was done reading it. No questions asked, and no electronics employee to come over and scrutinize the return. Just $299.99 back on my Visa.

Then I went back to the sane way of reading books – borrowing from the public library for FREE or paying $5.99 for a paperback without the extra $299.99 fee. Sheesh, e-reader people, WTF.

When I buy expensive electronics, they’re always like, “Do you want the extended warranty plan for just $39.99?” I’m like, “No, because you fools will just let me return it anyway! Haha!” And they try to argue with me that it only works for 60 days after purchase, but I know better. It’s like the Xbox 360 we bought from them and it quit working after only a year. What a huge ripoff, right? Nah, it’s okay, because we just bought a brand new one from Target and then returned the old broken one in the box for a $499.99 refund. And when this one breaks after a year, I’m sure they’ll let us do it again! Target is like a free lifetime warranty on all your stuff!

As the video above proves, my favorite thing to do is to buy cameras and video cameras and take crazy pictures and videos on them, then return them for the next person to find when they buy it. I like to make videos telling the customers that they just paid full price for something that was pre-owned by me. And filling up a camera’s memory with disturbing porn images makes me giggle like a school girl. Once I bought an mp3 player, filled it up with the sound of me brushing my teeth for 3 hours, then returned it.

Like most stores, Target’s policy on computer software is that they’ll only accept returns if the package is unopened. But that just means if the seal is broken on the top or bottom of the box. What return desk employees NEVER think to check is the seam on the side of the box. I open that up with a razor, copy the software, use the registration code and then seal the box back up with Elmer’s glue. They’d never be able to tell the difference even if they did think to check the side of the box.

The return desk people rarely even open the box to make sure there’s even stuff in it. I returned a Wii once and the teenage girl didn’t even open the box. Same with a DS. I could have filled the box with rocks and they wouldn’t have even noticed until I had my $300 refund and was back home. Not that I would ever do something so heinous.

Anyway, thanks to Target I’ve gotten to experience the fun of playing around with all kinds of fun gadgets and appliances. From printers to blu-ray disc players, they’ll gladly take back anything at full price. When you need to shampoo your carpets, don’t spend $50 on a rental! Buy it from Target and return it for free!

My only complaint about Target is that they always insist on begging me to apply for a Target credit card whenever I make a purchase there. Usually I scream at them, “NO, ASSHOLE, I’M ALREADY $7,000 IN DEBT BECAUSE I HAVE NO SELF-CONTROL WITH MY CREDIT CARDS!” Sometimes I’ll throw a pen at their face too, but usually only if it’s a guy because girls cry and make a scene. I highly recommend Target for all your needs!