April 18, 2006

• UPS is Gay.

  I’m fed up. For the past hour I’ve been dancing around their website
  looking for a way to pick up my package since I can’t be at home during
  business hours. What do I find? Nothing. So I phone 1-800-PICK-UPS and
  press 5 to try to arrange a pick up from one of their offices. Fucking
  answering machine that doesn’t even state when to call back or how to
  arrange anything. All over their site theres information on how to SEND
  or SHIP OUT. What the fuck about those who want to receive? Sure, you
  got your money already so why give a shit. Assholes, Fedex is way more
  straight forward in comparison.

  On a side note, last Saturday while going out I noticed someone puked
  all over my elevator’s buttons so I decided to take the stairs. Really,
  who the fuck pukes all over the buttons? Wouldn’t it be more logical to
  puke on the floor if its an emergency so someone can atlleast clean it
  up thoroughly without having your lunch permanently encrusted into the
  creveces of the buttons? Perhaps they were some malicious belemic whore
  who wanted to ruin everyones day.

  • 8:30 pm
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