Big, Fat Idiot

First of all, I would like to say that the ideas, opinions and views expressed herein (on this blog) are the sole property of myself, the individual, and are not to be considered as the ideas, opinions or views of any business, entity or other -- although I'm fairly sure the word "entity" covers pretty much everything from government organizations to UFOs. Anyway, these opinions are also expressed to preserve my sanity by giving me a forum to vent exactly how I am feeling at any given moment. Freedom of Speech -- Rahhhhh!

That being said: ---- is a Big, Fat Idiot. I really hate men who walk around as if they own the whole $#*#!*$& planet, and we should just be glad we share it with them, keep it clean for them and occasionally, if "we're lucky," perform fornication of their choosing on them -- all because they have such big penises, they have to drag them like firehoses when they walk from one room (too small for their gigantic penises) to another (also, too small).

Let's get one thing straight, most men who act like they have big penises, don't. That's why they must compensate with their inflated egos and larger than life . . . . mouths that empty bullshit into our ears all day long. Paint a lovely picture for you? Well, that's what I must listen to ALLL day. OMG. It never ends. And, it doesn't get any fresher -- it's the same bullshit. No new material, these guys.

Now, just to clarify -- I am not referring to all the men I encounter. There are some with whom I have a completely professional working relationship -- who don't sexually harrass me or act like a bonified assholes. But, they are just so few and far between . . .

Speaking of bonified assholes, ---- walks into my room, and I always get this strange urge to involuntarily gag . . . . more than once . . . quite violently. Have you ever known anyone to just give you the creeps -- on so many levels? I think the one thing that creeps me out more than anything is when someone has that snakelike quality of sneekiness -- that you can't trust them on any level. Saying "hello" makes me nervous, so entertaining any sort of conversation is just unfathomable, since they are so likely to slither out of your office, twist your words and present it to someone else only to benefit themselves. They present themselves as good people, but they just can't hide the slime.

Well, ---- just left my room after relaying some information to me about a project. Uck, what a big, fat, slimy idiot! And, thus the reason for this blog entry!

Signing Off!