Sooo, last night, after I ate some of the best pizza I've ever had for dinner, I went to work...I got there at about 7:00 at night....worked for a while, my manager being his usual douchy self, threatening to fire me because I was making 'mistakes' and shit, even though he's a fucking hypocrite and makes more mistakes than I do, then blames them on me...but anyway...around 7:30-ish, a few old 'friends' walked in and ordered some food...I took their orders, they sat down and ate, stayed for about an hour or so, then decided to leave...So anyway, all night long, i was getting bitched at, worked and annoyed...then my manager says that the boss wants the fucking bathroom spotless, knowing that the fucking toilet is broken and there is piss all over the floor, and he fucking tells me to go clean it up....so I did.

after doing that, at about 11:00, a co-worker and I were outside on our breaks before closing...we were both just chilling out there, he was having a smoke, and then we realized his car had been tagged w/ whipped cream and so had Ali's, another co-worker...only their cars were w/ whipped cream and ketchup/mustard...so anyway, they're out there looking at their cars, ali and rob get in a mustard fight and are spraying shit everywhere...and then I go back in, only to be told to go get the front trash by my manager...so anyway, when I came back inside, I was like, well, at least my car didn't get tagged, and in the dark, it honestly didn't look like it had...and the damage was only on the side I couldn't see and the back of my car....

So anyway, I get inside and my co-worker is like, "I wouldn't say that ur car is fine", and she is a friend of those guys, so I went outside to look at my car...only to discover, The window sticker on my windshield has been whipped creamed, to read something other than what it should, the entire passenger side was tagged w/ FUCKINZG PAINT!!!! not fucking whipped cream, but fucking paint!!! these guys had painted words like FAG, I love COCK, and drawn huge penis' all over my fucking car in fucking paint!!! and these fuckers used to be my friends am few years back...anyway, I washed some of it off w/ a fucking hose and it still wouldn't come off...the stuff on the window sticker came off really easily though...

I was fucking pissed off, and to make things worse, the rest of the night, my co-workers were being fucking douchebags, especially this one chick I work w/ who was just like " I fucking hate you" and she doesn't even fucking know me, I think at this point she was just fucking w/ my head....the thing that really fucking pissed me off was christina, the chick working the kitchen, knew about it all along and she didn't even fucking try to hint at it or anything...fuck that bitch...she's usually pretty cool, but I guess, like everyone else at our school, when the guy behind this, or the instigator as I'll call him, does something, no matter what it is, they all follow like the rats that followed the pied piper...they can't fucking think for themselves and they just fucking go along w/ stuff assholes like the instigator do...

the thing that really, really pisses me off though, is that just like 3/4 of the kids in my generation, they all think of themselves as fucking gangsters, thinking that all there is to life is getting laid, smoking a really,really small amount of weed and getting wasted...granted smoking, drinking and having fun are all a part of life that is enjoyable, they still aren't fucking gangsters...I wouls know, my grandfather was one of the most powerful druglords and men this country has ever known, and my dad is an ex-international arms dealer who moved 100's of thousands of guns and weapons for the saudis and the iraninans...the funny part of this whole thing is, I have never given any of them any sign that I am gay...they just assumed that I was, and I don't know how...those fuckers have no Idea the kind of hell I've lived through, they have no idea what real gangsters and gang warfare is because they've never seen it, and they are just a bunch of dumbasses...

I don't get it...Just because I have PTSD, Bi-polar disorder and have lived through and seen some brutal shit in my life, seen people killed in ways I don't even want to talk about, and have more problems than I know what to do w/, all the kids at school label me as a faggot, and though I am gay, they don't know that, they don't know my past and they don't know a lot of shit about me...

So this morning, after doing some work around the house, I get outside to finish cleaning the paint off of my car as well as I can w/o a pressure washer and a buffer, I find that the FUCKERS KEYED MY FUCKING CAR!!! in the dark, I couldn't see it, but there were about ten or twelve 4-6" scratches in my doors that were not there the day before....Fuck I'm pissed off!!! fuckers....I dunno, last night, I was filled w/ a sense of hate/anger/rage that I haven't felt in a long, long time...Probably not since the last time someone tried to kill me or the last time my dad threatend me or someone close to me....

all I can say is this, the instigator in this better pick who he pisses off a lot better...though I can't compete w/ him physically right now as I'm out of shape, I am still not a guy you want to be on the bad side of...if I really, really got pushed to the edge, I could seriously do some really, really bad, horrible shit to this kid...and i can honestly say, I would have no problem putting a bullet in the mother fucker to put him in his place...not that I would do anything that drastic over shit like this, but I could do some serious shit to this fucker, and if he doesn't quit doing the kind of shit he is, I just might...he seriously needs to pick who he fucks w/ a lot more carefully....

I dunno, I'm just hella pissed...I'm gonna go listen to more metal....and then maybe go for a ride or a run or do some pushups or something...that was all I did for about 5 hours last night, so it definitely helps get anger out...later.

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