I'm feeling hateful.
I feel like spreading the hate.
Evil Molly has arrived.
Why in the hell do I have to put my trash out so freaking early in the morning, only to see it sitting there at 2:30 pm? Is it so GD hard to stay on a schedule? At the house we just moved out of, if I left my trash out the night before, a fucking animal would go grocery shopping in it. I'd get home from work and trash would be everywhere. But, if I decided to wait until morning, well then it was a gamble. The trash guys might come at 5:00 am or they might come at nine. One time they didn't come until 5:00 pm. It was a gamble on whether or not our trash would get picked up. Oh yeah, I have a big family, we create alot of waste, meaning I usually have a few full cans for them to empty. I can't count the amount of times I have had to go chase down my can because they tossed it as far away as they could from my driveway.
Goddamn Garbageman...................
Then there's the Postmen. When my wife an I moved back to my hometown, we lived less than one block from the Post Office. I could see the fucking building from my parking space. I was that close and I still didn't get my mail until 5:00 pm. I suppose I was the last stop. But, if I had obtained a PO Box, then I would have received my mail at a decent time of day. I have a letter carrier that lives two doors down from me. Seems to be a nice guy, has a wife, a couple of kids. The Motherfucker takes a two hour lunch break everyday at his own home. WTF?! Please let me get a job like that. How cool would it be to go knock off a nooner, then deliver mail with a smile.
Goddamn Postman....................
The Electric Company, These MF'ers are trying to stick us with an $800 bill all at once, and won't show us what the charges are from, or what happened to our other deposit, from our previous house. Everything is so Goddamn automated anymore that just talking to a human being is like seeing Jesus. I want to know what the charges are for, and why are you sticking them to me all at once. I think I know what the charges are stemming from, and if I'm right, then they're trying to stick it to me. I fucking hate the electric companies and their monopolies.
How fast were they in restoring my power last year? They already raised our rates so high that some of the elderly are going to have a helluva time paying the bill. Hey I'm going on strike, could you maybe gives us a break? Sorry, that isn't in the scope of our policy. Fuckers.......
Goddamn Electric Company............
posted by Tall Molly Man at 6:46 PM
5 Comments:
F*ck Em All Molly!!
Seriously the trash gets picked up at 5 am here...but at the old house it was hit and miss too.
Sorry about the power company...
so um...how about the strike? Are you at work or at home? just curious.
Work....for 3.8 more hours. Did you look at the site?
I told you guys it was a dream job.
MollyMan, I'll join you an this rant. My credit card bill keeps being sent with my ENTIRE credit card number (including expiration date) printed right under my name on the outside of the envelope. I called them, wanting to talk to a HUMAN about fixing it, and after at least 30 min. of waiting for said human, and them confirming that "It will be done," it is STILL on there and I've called at least 5 times!!!
And I always get treated like I'm making it up that I have called about it before, and assured (like I'm an overreacting moron) that this time it will be taken off.
Whew..sorry! Instead of blowing sunshine up your ass to make you feel better I went with the opposite approach.
I live out in the sticks. We get trash service once a week, on Saturday morning. They always come at some ungodly hour when I'm trying to sleep in and make as much noise as possible. They suck ass.
I also live out in the country, and all I have to say is the raccoons in our neighborhood are freakin' smart! There is not a garbage can they cannot get into. We have more stray cats than I've ever seen, and I swear they live off the neighbor idiots who do not use garbage cans...and whose garbage ultimately ends up in our yard.
Thanks for letting me rant. I feel better now! ;o)
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