I’ve determined that two to four percent of the calls I answer every day come from complete jerks. I define complete jerks as people who, for whatever reason, have decided to take out their personal problems on me. I dislike this people and they make the job less-than-thrilling. I would say at least two to four percent fall on the opposite end of the scale, but it’s the jerks I remember.
Update: Oddly, this comic at Questionable Content is vaguely related to the wordplay in the title of this post.
I’ve begun to love Savage Chickens (go straight to the comics). I’m using them to decorate my sad little cubicle. Turns out all I needed to add some spice was black and white versions of yellow-sticky-note humour. The most recent one I’ve printed and posted is “Life is Good.”
It beats looking at blank walls.
Do you ever read any comics? No, no, not Calvin & Hobbes or Peanuts. I mean webcomics. Some of my favorites include:
These comics are all pretty cool. (note of caution: sometimes they may be a tad bit vulgar in terms of language, but usually it’s not an issue.) They’re definitely my type. There’s lots of others out there as well, you’ll just have to find them for yourself. (-> Google)
Church went well this morning. I laughed a lot… no, no, not during church. On the ride home. … yeah. I can’t remember what it was. But it was funny. Really.
No homework today. Might head out country-swinging tonight. Whelp, latez!