Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: spook

  • 20110331-More Spooks

    Though people are friendly towards me, there is a tendancy to attract the “bad” side. While little Theresa and I walked to the parking lot, she talked about how it’s nice that I could drive — that being I’m the guy and she is the girl. So right there, she’s a friggin, faggot! That was more than twice that she alluded to this nutty comment.

    So I grilled her if she felt dizzy on the road while driving, was too slow or if she had gotten into accidents, whatever. She claimed not to drive too far into San Francisco and Santa Cruz because from what she said her driving is not that reliable. She lets her husband drive her.

    Again, people like her expect me to get out of the house and hang out with friends. She’s not the only one who told me to get a life. But people like her don’t realize how expensive it is to maintain a relationship — buy now, reciprocate later. I pissed off at her and told her that I really don’t like friends: They just get in the way.

    She then explained her version but I really didn’t want to hear her. She kept encouraging me to keep in touch with her and call her; so we could go out to lunch together again. Even the temp girl would like me to hang out with her and have some drinks! You know what? Go away! I just don’t have the clothes, shoes, money or character to play off hanging around people that I don’t want to be close!

    Even my hair was cut short to disguise myself and to look more professional but for whatever reason, people know that I’m not that serious! Little Theresa wanted me to meet her brother, who is around my age and no doubt a short person, like her! Honestly, I won’t be entirely “satisfied” with Asians, especially if he doesn’t have a job! I don’t care if he may be wealthy.

    Most Vietnamese are “wealthy” before they came to America. I’m just not interested in meeting people, period. I’d rather sleep and daydream; blog and rant; jump up and down in the garden and play with the parakeets and give the twosome a hard time.

    What people don’t realize is that I’ve had enough with those damn dramas. Sure, people are friendly at first but I’d hate to know their “dark side” and after awhile the excitement goes away until another phone call to kill the misery of a miserable person who is bored to death.

    Go away, freaks! Stop bothering me!

  • 20110330-More Spooks

    I’m glad that I no longer have to work with that temp guy. He used the list of people from my email (that I sent at 11:11am) to send his farewell at 11:22am! I hate him! To my headhunter: Keep him away! I don’t ever want to work with people like him or his nationality. There is something creepy about the guy, just like the “Tai Chi Master” who was showing off, err, I meant, “exercising” outside to the back lobby area. We were walking from the parking lot after attending lunch from 12:00pm to 1:00pm.

  • 20110330-More Spooks

    So I sent the IT department a “Help Desk” ticket and the IT contact from Colorado Springs, CO responded and closed my request. His name is Michael and his last name is spelled exactly like, well, “my family”! How radical is that?

    Don’t get me wrong, folks! They are NOT “my boys”. Get real! I have my own life to live. Get your own life! Plus, I’m not obliged to be “nice”, “helpful” or “supportive”; since I’m no longer employed!

  • 20110329-More Spooks

    “Good boy!” I said under my breath to “Coach John” in the feign attempt to catch his attention as he left the printer area. “You can afford it!” I mumbled further.

    All I could do is to humor myself. Sure he looks better in good clothes. There’s no need to hide behind T-shirts and jeans. I used to wear VERY casual clothes at my REAL job that paid TWICE as a data entry here at this “temp job from hell”! People respected me better there because they are really seasoned compared to this temporary rat hole of a job.

    Speaking of “rats”, whenever you see the word “rat” in a surname (or last name) of a person, you can be sure that person has South Asian Indian ancestry or that they are reincarnated from RATS — dirty or otherwise! Bahahaha!

    Anyway, since this “good boy” acts spoiled in his good-humored way at work, I would assume that he is wealthy enough to get a master’s degree and afford nice clothes.

    With that said, I would visualize him dripping with lots of jewelry all over his gold-colored clothing and slippers, too. Just dazzling! Seriously, he would look wonderful in a wedding with his beautiful wife (or wives). I can see large grin full of white-washed teeth!

  • 20110329-More Spooks

    Do you recall my old blog about a “Tai Chi Master” talking with me? He’s a creep, too. Someone who talks too soft is creepy and talks about stuff I don’t care to hear about is creepy. Before I left in haste with my mug of hot tea, he said something about “stupid” maybe towards me or whatever I said. I wanted to punch his face, seriously. Do all these FOREIGNERS like him annoy people from AMERICA? Again, these FOREIGNERS are here not to work for the sake of multiculturalism but to be the silent tyrant.

    I’m sorry. But I’ll treat everyone like they are nutters, period. All I could do is look in his direction while dispensing my hot water: “Oh, shit! Here he is again! Go away! Don’t bother me. I don’t want to say anything to him. Ack!”

  • 20110328-More Spooks

    Gary A. (the twice-divorced, gray-haired, fat-bellied, old fart) is gross. He just cleared his throat to prove he is worth paying attention to. Even Anna S., that short dark-skinned, South Asian had cleared her throat en route to the slamming back door last Friday. Oh, there are a number of losers who just sit around here and get full time benefits; while the rest of us put up with their nastiness. If only the temp girl could hear the crap Vinnie and pals say, she wouldn’t stay either. I wonder why the company can’t “trim” these dead beats or why they bother hiring more goons than necessary.

  • 20110328-More Spooks

    Well, this morning I got my coffee and a Vietnamese guy with his usual bright smile has greeting a “Good morning”. “Thomas” than asked if I had kids. I replied that I’m single and don’t have kids but may seek a companion and adopt. He thought I looked Chinese but I told him the first “wave” of Filipinos are our parents. That’s makes us children of these emigrants the “first generation”. So that make me a NATURAL born citizen of the North American continent.

    Yesterday, a clerk working the checkstand of 99 Ranch Market (in Milpitas, CA) spoke to us in Chinese. We had just purchased Maw’s eight bamboo sticks for $1.00 each and other groceries, such as catfish parts and bananas. My face truly looks Chinese, like Paw, who looks like from Hong Kong. Maw on the other hand is the friendlier-looking face. The items purchased were 13 in total and at exactly 2:00pm that day.

  • 20110328-More Spooks

    To “Coach John”:

    It is great to know that an obviously obnoxious intellect such as yourself would dare cough in my airspace to get my attention. That’s how I become popular without trying. Unlike your pretentious “brown-sniffing” activities, I’m trouble but in a good way. People like you think I’ve got something vitally important that you could just use any data you happen to come across and over my head.

    For example, I could rant about how you don’t smell of curry. Does that make you more American? Nope. How does it make you feel when people like me talk behind your back or not at all? Horrible, right? Should you take offense at my opinions and use “people you happen to know in higher places” to your advantage for possible slander or libel of your character?

    If so, that means spoiled brats (such as you) could get whatever you want with the support of your “network” and whatever wealth you may happen to “possess”. But by using the buddy system (or thugs of legal experts) you are not being personally accountable and expect to gain primarily money or punish your intended target through fines and imprisonment.

    That’s right “Coach John”. I am a target — more than you know. And the less you know, the better it is for you and the rest of these cubicle slaves at this “temp job from hell”. That goes the same for the auditors who are trying to protect (or ding) their client for non-compliance.

    Again, if you or anyone else cannot deal with truth and use whatever legal means to silence those who are truly trying to CHANGE your superior attitudes, you’re losers. Get a life and start your own blogs. Sheesh!

  • 20110326-More Spooks

    “By the show of hands, how many here are naturalized citizen?” asked Father Michael during Saturday evening’s sermon. Some drones actually raised their hands, looked at each other and smiled. I was thinking to myself: “Who would actually admit they are not NATURAL-BORN citizens of this North American continent?

    With Shrimpsei’s orgone gift buzzing away inside my purse, the priest had sneezed a cough into his smock prior to starting the mass and turned beet red in the face. He then mentioned how people were naturalized in the San Francisco Masonic Center! I quickly covered my mouth in obvious shock that he would then “tailor” his lecture around “fellow brothers” and what it means to keep the “Sacred Promise” or “Sacred Pledge”.

    He went on to ask, “Who has actually witnessed an adoption ceremony?” Again, he mentioned the sacredness of keeping one’s words. Fine! I take a hint: But my “promises” rely on TPTB and their “promises”. Come on, people! Y’all don’t need the like of Wiki-leaks to understand what groups are TPTB and pals. I’m practically throwing hints into your stupid and ugly faces! Morons!

  • 20110327-More Spooks

    So I was watching a segment on 11@11 prior to an old episode of SNL. It was about a “GAG ORDER ON CONSUMERS”! Now, that’s fascist! The fascist businesses FORCE the consumers to sign a waiver — a waiver of rights. To complain in public or MERELY to express one’s opinion is an breaking the law of the 1st Amendment — the right to free speech.

    In other words, beware. The “hit list” gets longer and more far-reaching as people start to wake up to the truth: We are doomed to live under stricter set of frivolous laws for a bunch of monkeys that like to have their dogs boarded without injury or harm their beloved pets.

  • 20110325-More Spooks

    To the demonic trolls working at the manufacturing “temp job from hell” near the light rail system of First Street, whenever you pass by my desk and try to get my attention via coughing loudly, laughing loudly, talking loudly, slamming the back door loudly or just standing there within my line of view, TPTB has controlled your minds.

    By your very presence you have opened yourselves up to my vengeance or “hit list” as the stupid Gook of a boss has labeled one of his spreadsheets for each quarter. I wonder why his boss doesn’t question his methods in operations. I could go further and make more noise; since that area is Silicon Valley.

  • 20110324-More Spooks

    Hah! I forgot to mention that the dentist sneezed twice! “I could feel it coming on!” he said as he covered his nose. This was within one minute of my reclining in the dental chair prior to the prep work of numbing my gums, injecting my nerves and fixing my old filling.

    Of course, I had Shrimpsei’s “Orgone Nano Shield in OtterBox” buzzing away in my small purse, say ten feet away and at the base of my foot, near the trash can and underneath the window.

    The damn rechargeable battery died during the first couple of hours while at work that morning. And I had sensed (or rather was prepared) to bring along a regular 9 volt battery in case the juice didn’t power up my device.

    Oh the joys of messing around with people who dare to FRIGGIN’ mess around with me. Think about it: If I didn’t whine, complain, rant, bitch, moan, groan, etc., you’d think I was making up stories. Nope. Not everything in my blog is “fictional”.

    So if the goons at my “temp job from hell” are trolling my weblog, go f^ck yourselves and get a life, you losers! I’m going to keep clowning you and since this is Silicon Valley, words do leak without Wikileaks. Morons!