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Hey guys! Guess who's back! Back again! Its me! Yes and I am back with a story to tell. So gather round and listen up. Its gonna be pretty short but again I go through hell so you don't have to. So... Story Time! </div>
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Now this is gonna be a short one for all you enjoy the long drawn out ones sorry to disappoint lmao. Anyway this happened at the end of my shift yeah. So customer called in all chirpy and shit. So im like (paraphrasing the whole convo by the way)</div>
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ME: Hi thank you for calling <span style="background-color: black;">REDACTED</span> blah blah blah etc. </div>
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SHE: Hi my bill increased and I wanna know why.</div>
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S: <i>bere giggling all nice and shit (unbeknownst to me a demon which feeds on stupidity lived within her little mind)</i></div>
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So mi go so boom load up her account and thing come to realize she had some <b><u>promotions/ discounts</u></b> that expired. Now lets stop there for a second because this is vital to the story. Now when promotions are added on the accounts it could either be in the forms of monthly adjustments ie: discounts or like some free shit. So I tend to use them interchangeably and the customers generally understand this. Cool? Cool. Back to the story.</div>
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M: So your bill increased due to the fact that you had some promotions on the account which expired recently. However not to worry im gonna get you some new ones yay.</div>
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S: Um... promotion?? What promotion?? I never had any promotion and I never authorized any on my account.</div>
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M: Lady.... you had these promotions since your contract started</div>
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S: No I didn't.....I dont even have any movie channels</div>
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Shes dead serious about it that she never had any promotions on her account. So I come again but this time I say discount to see if maybe shes just one of the slow ones. </div>
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M: The "DISCOUNTS" you had on your account expired....</div>
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S: What discounts are you talking about?</div>
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M: -audible sigh-</div>
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M: So yes thats why your bill increased. </div>
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S: I don't understand what your talking about with these discounts and promotions. You still havent explained why my bill increased. I dont see why I should be paying this much and I dont even have any movie channels...</div>
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M: .... Do you WANT some movie channels?? (Me offering cause Im nice and I keep it fancy)</div>
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S: No I dont have any movie channels...</div>
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M: Yes I understand Im asking if you WANT any movie channels?</div>
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S: NO I never said I wanted any movie channels.... I dont even watch them,</div>
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At this point I am not even sitting in my chair anymore Im pacing up and down trying to understand the meaning of life and find out in myself if I'm speaking a different language, using some incorrect words or something else because Im confused. So at this point I go see if I can just go find a new promotion and get her off my line cause shift done nigga wanna go home.So to clarify the discounts she had were $30 off and $27 off yeah both of those expired. So I found chick $60 off for 12 months yeah. Should be an easy fix done deal.... Nope.</div>
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M: So I checked with my promotions team and got yo ass a $60 for 12 months How bou dah?</div>
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S: I dont want any discounts I just want my bill lowered back to where it was before nothing else!</div>
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S:<i> </i>You still havent explained my bill either. Again you just keep talking about these promotions that I never had on my account. Can you just tell me why my bill increased or just get me your supervisor.</div>
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S: -sighs-</div>
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M: So again Im able to lower your bill by $60 for the next 12 months.</div>
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S: why is that??? So youre saying I have to keep calling in every couple months to get a promotion?</div>
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M: No this is going to lower your bill going forward for the next 12 months.</div>
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S: That doesnt make any sense, youre not making any sense right now. I want my bill lowered to where it was and I dont want any promotions.</div>
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M: So... how would you like us to proceed at this point. Again this is going to lower your bill for the next 12 months.</div>
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S: just get me a supervisor because youre making absolutely No sense right now.</div>
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Sup: Hi... yadda yadda</div>
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S: -explains everything she said to me-</div>
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Sup: Explain everything I explained to she.</div>
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S: You know what I want to cancel my account</div>
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WE: Que Le Fuq? -Transfer-</div>
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Now to give you a sense of how annoying this whole exchange was, it took over 40 minutes. One call generally doesn't pass 15 minutes as a rule. Sigh. Well I hope you all enjoyed. Right now mi all wha cuss her to how she fool. SMH. Bye now :) </div>
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Our mind goes from thinking we have logic to “joiealhrngerkdjshnvlkzjhdnsf”. It kind of sneaks up on you.<a name='more'></a> You get to see her, and all of a sudden you find yourself wanting to see her more, and you’re not entirely too sure why. Just something about her makes you smile. You talk to her as much as you can. Or you at least try to anyways. But to be honest sometimes you find yourself at a loss for words. It’s because she’s gorgeous; you literally lose every thought in your mind. The only words you’re thinking are “wow…this girl…” and you WANT to tell her. But you know it’s not the right time, and you’re worried you’ll just scare her off. <div>
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We think that for a number of reasons…you could have been hurt in the past by a guy and we don’t want to be associated with him by a stereotype, you could not be interested in us and think we’re creepy, the usual stuff. Anyways, as you talk to her more and more and time passes by. Days. Weeks. Months. However long it takes…you find your days strange if you don’t talk to her. She’s on your mind all the time. Everything from “man I wish she was here…” to “I can’t get over how beautiful her eyes are…I see them every time I close mine…”. Then next thing you know you’re with her, and your heart starts racing as you begin to get shaky. You don’t want her to see your hand trembling, but in front of everybody you physically flirt a little to test the waters. And if she plays back you swallow everything and lightly go to take her hand. In front of every one. </div>
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Your friends are cheering you on in their heads, but you can see it in their eyes. And then you look into hers just to see if she’s just as nervous as you are…..and at that point it’s fair to say you’ve fallen for a girl. Maybe not totally gone off the ledge, fallen in love. But she’s definitely going to be almost every thought you have. And every moment you’re not with her, you’re going to wish you were. And if you’re lucky enough to reach the point where she starts taking your hand first? Good luck son. Heart will be skipping beats. Pulses will be sky rocketing. Words may even stutter. I guess what I’m getting at is, a girl is kind of like an addiction. Not in a bad way (most the time). But once one catches your attention you can never get enough of her. You want more. You want to see her more. You want to hold her more. And above all else you want her to smile more…because all of those things, they give you a rush you just can’t replace. This is love. </div>
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Ok guys so my last story time was sometime ago but honestly there hasn't been that much really that has happened to warrant me writing..... that all changed when the fire nation attacked.... Lol just kidding but really... Something DID happen!<br />
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So it was about a week to two weeks ago I was at work. We were in the midst of preparations for the annual stock count right. So there I was in the storeroom with a few co-workers doing some preliminary counting when this one guy comes up the stairs and says "Brady, you fi stop tek whe di people dem woman boss lol" (Paraphrasing... OBVIOUSLY). So I'm like.... what??? I don't even have a woman for myself much less mi ago tek whe a next man woman??? How does that work??? Anyway mi believe a joke di bredda mek until he says that man hold him up in the town with a switchblade asking if is him name Brady. Zeen. So at this point we stick multiple pins because shits crazy... Apparently somebody gave this person MY description claiming I'm the man that has taken his now ex girlfriend and I have her holed up at my yard. LMFAO ME!!! Of all people. Someones having a nasty giggle about this sure enough. </div>
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The joke passes we moved on and continued with our lives. Couple days later someone else comes to me and gives me roughly the same story. Now in my head this is one joke that is VERY elaborate. Much too elaborate in fact. So the second person tells me that he went to school with this guy and apparently him head nuh too righted. In essence hes a mad man... more or less. I slowly begin to believe. The 4th of February dawned upon us and I was up in bellefield renewing my Food Handlers permit cause you already know... Im fancy like that. Anyway I finish up renewal complete and head to work. I enter my department and im greeted with "Yow parri, wha bredda come look fi you enuh!!!!!" I'm like WHO? "The same bredda yute!!!! The same one who fa woman you tek whe!". You guys reading this shit right now???? This nigga has something out for me about something I literally have no hand in! I'm told he came by, didn't find me and claimed he would return later that day. Suffice to say he never returned. I confronted the female in question that I apparently whisked away and she claims she has no knowledge of the occurrence. My Brady senses tingled... </div>
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<a name='more'></a> So back to the present. I seriously am at a loss to what it is I have done to deserve all the shit im taking at work but I have had it up to here with it. Usually I dont say where it is im at but right now I am at the point where I say fuck it. So I work at MegaMart: Best Value By Far (Im oozing sarcasm right now for you people who dont really get this shit). Anyways onto the story.<br />
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So I went to work today in my wonderful mood right. Went through most of the day with my mood intact. Everything was peachy. Then the bitch come call mi name. So basically they are having some sort of staff party or whatever the hell they wanna call it tomorrow. All nice and dandy. However these assholes come mek up menu and a talk bout Coleslaw ago deh pan it.... Coleslaw.....COLE...SLAW...ago deh pan di menu... So anyway one a di chef dem ask who is going to make this...dish. Dutty gyal a come call MY name saying Brady ago mek it. I snicker out loud cause I had no intentions of making it. Then she come and has the nerve to speak to me... "You making the coleslaw Brady?" Of course I reply with a big fat "No" and continue on with my business. Because it had already been made crystal clear that I was not allowed to make this shit anymore right??? Come on people keep up >> <a href="https://theincompleteid10t.blogspot.com/2016/12/storytime-december-21st-2016.html">Previous Story</a> << </div>
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Whole kitchen start laugh after this... thing cause dem know the whole story to zeen. Bitch now feel embarrassed and all these thing so she come a try save face and talk bout it was not a question. It was a command...excuse the fuck out of me but last time I checked slavery abolished long time ago. If you want someone to command go command you pickney and hop offa mi claat! ANYWAY!! I ignored this shit stain and went about my business as usual. Went on lunch feeling slightly irritated and this personification of cancer. Had lunch sat down talked yadda yadda. Lunch time done now. Go back downstairs and this supervisor called me into the office. Now pause for a second ok. Yesterday this same supervisor asked me what was going on with me cause obviously my face was not co-operating and everyone could see it. So I told her about the bitch and what the bitch has been doing to aggravate me and all these things. She said she understood and would talk to it zeen. She WAS the type of person I could go to and tell what I needed and she got shit done. She switched up real quick though so as of today I have blacklisted her. Nuh want a thing to do with her... So she call me in the office come a talk bout I don't know what you and "Assters" [Name changed for confidentiality] have but you cant stay in the food court with it... You hear mi JUST tell unuh say mi tell her the whole story yesterday right??? She a gwaan like she doesn't know the fucking problem!!! Da fuck dude! Anyways due to how the convo went I KNOW is shit stain go to her yeah? So she got to the point saying that staff party a keep and coleslaw on the menu and them need it right. So she ask me if I can do it. I said I don't WANT to do it... She ask me if I dont want to or if im not going to... I. DONT. WANT. TO! She stop and think for a second then (Listen to this fuckery) she says "Ok Im TELLING you that youre going to do it end of story". Now somewhere in here I commented that in essence I have no choice in the matter and friend of the bitch said yes I don't. So what I am getting to understand is that its a Dictatorship they have going on over at MegaMart because apparently if you are given a directive regardless of whether or not you want to do it or not you either do it or get the fuck out. That being said you know in all honesty I'm considering just grabbing what shit I have there and just walk out lef the little ingrates though. How can you as a supervisor come and tell me that I have no choice in a matter that concerns myself? I have no choice??? Miss me with that bullshit yeah! I made a choice to make that shit but did I make it properly? No I did not. Bitch I Made a choice to make it poorly. Did I choose to stay and make it rather than go home that instant. Damn straight I did. Ive walked off a job before for less so dont get your stank draws in a bunch about some shit that I decided on yeah? I don't HAVE to be there. If thats not enough 90% of the food court customer have told me that they come back because of ME! The prices are shit and they only buy most of the times because I am there and give them damn good service. If I leave sure they may come back but some of them will stop eventually and I can guarantee that shit! Talking bout I either make it or leave. Fuck all a you! When Im ready to leave best believe I WILL! So either fire me and get it over with or shut the fuck up and let me do me. Done with unnu bullshit now. Dutty Assters and Fakeo [Again names changed for confidentiality] Peace bitches. </div>
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So I go to work and it being morning shift we have a certain set of duties to perform. So I drew the lot of making vegetables today. Im like no big deal I gots this! So there I am making vegetables got some help from the holiday workers cause you know... gotta make le paper yeah? So anyway it gets down to the end of it and I decide (as I more often do) to make a bit of coleslaw (See the header picture for you ... Slow ones). Now before continuing. Ive been making this stuff at work for a while now and NEVER has anyone told me that it was not to be done or what have you. Right???? Moving on</div>
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So there I was... making some coleslaw...... when shamus sister comes by and starts asking all these questions....Brady... whos coleslaw is that??? I look at her and calmly say "Food Court" ole greedy whale looks on again and asks... "Who gave you permission to make that?? Its not allowed." Now please stick a multitude of pins ok people.... Let me reiterate... a nuh di first time mi a mek the sittn. Dis black hole gut woman all eat it already herself (Without asking me for some mind you) and never have a problem before. Now all of a sudden she a come talk bout seh its not allowed?? Absurd! Anyway, I digress. So she walks off with another co-worker who apparently saw steam start to come from my ears as I turned back to the matter at hand. So I finished it and at this point I have yet to taste it. More on that later... Put it in the fridge to keep cool and shit and went about my day.. slightly peeved.<br />
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So I, as I said... went about my day. Made the regular sly remark here and a flirt here and there with le customers cause I'm fancy like that. Then what do you suppose happened next??? Yup! You guessed it! LUNCH TIME!!!! Ya boy shared his lunch! Clocked out!! Came BACK to the food court! Mind and stomach fiending for that coleslaw! I walk in like a boss box in hand. Stepped into the kitchen like a sir! I had my R-Kelly moment people I shit you not! I opened the fridge!!! I looked into the fridge!! Reached my hand in the fridge!! Couldn't find it in the fridge! I searched the other fridges wasn't anywhere in the kitchen! Kitchen! Kitchen!! Dammit now I'm MAD! Whe mi rass coleslaw deh!!!! I question couple staff... Non one could tell I where it was...<br />
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Due to the fact that I had already clocked out I couldn't confront this old goat front at the moment about my missing slaw... so I HAD to go on lunch. So I did but to how mi did bex and mi did a sing pan di coleslaw I could not finish eating at all. Had to toss half a chicken titty... twas a sad moment for me -sheds a tear-. Anyway bex through the whole lunch hour with a slight spike in my overall temper. </div>
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So clock back in, walk in and head round to the kitchen cause you know... boss status and all. Anyway mi see the old goat a gwaan like everything fine and dandy a chat up with le kitchen staff. Im like Bitch (in my head though). Anyway mi head back round the front and start help refill the line (cant explain this right now but its the thing that does the thing...). As I am heading back into the kitchen another co-worker tells me that she has located my kryptonite in her fridge (she does production her fridge is not in the kitchen). So apparently my coleslaw has become sentient is what shes telling me cause I KNOW I left it in the kitchen. So I say aight and continue doing what I'm doing because Rhianna (get it??? Rhianna... Work Work Work?? No One??? Lames). Few minutes pass by and I am back in the kitchen again but heading out right. GUESS what I saw!!!!!!! This fat lady bastard a walk round to the kitchen as mi a step out... WITH MY DAMN COLESLAW!!!!!!!! The needle on my temper is at max and trying to break its limit! </div>
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Apparently! She wanted to hide it from me and just waltz through without my knowledge!! Not today satan!!! Not!👏 To!👏 DAY!👏. So I put down what I was carrying and went back into the kitchen like I didnt see shit. The pan magically disappeared once more. Sneaky bitch! So I head out again making like Im doing something when In reality I went complete stalker mode. Eyes red with rage I walk back into the kitchen and I shit you not this is what I saw! This glutton was over on a table near the fryer stuffing her bulbous gut with MY BEAUTIFUL COLESLAW!!!!! She had the nerve to even offer it to someone else!!!!! (I was told this by a staff member. I was not listening I was just tuned into the sound of my slaw going doing her gaping hole) Now remember when I said I never even tasted the damn thing as yet???? Guess what never got a chance! This dog of a woman decided that it wasnt enough for her to eat directly out of the pan, she took what was left. Put it in HER lunch box and strolled out the kitchen! I might as well have snapped right there. The multitude of thoughts running through my mind at the time would give any officer the right to arrest my for premeditated murder. I was furious! You all know me though.... I have fumed for the rest of the day. Customers come telling me im not my usual self I had to tell them that I was pissed off! ANyways I have a plan for this... thing. Im going to make some more and boy I HOPE she takes it again!!!! I'm going to lace it with something and she will learn to watch herself around me from that point on. Damn cunt! SMH!<br />
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So short <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/storytime?source=feed_text&story_id=10157826062275022">#StoryTime</a> cause we all love story time. ...so was at work had a pretty good day nobody step to me too hard no buttons pushed so basically it was a good day... until the fire nation attacked. .. lol nah but for real. So anyway shift about to end right right right? So I head to the storeroon to get some stuff to restock you know regular day type stuff. I return to the food court in my typical fashion nothing out of the ordinary... manager walks in behind me...witu this look on h9m face like I did something wrong zeen then him come a talk bout "brady I want you to act the same way without supervision just as when you under supervision" so mi ask him wha him mean by that cause mi nuh know wha di hell him a talk bout this man walk off and nuh answer mi! I'm like really nigga??? You come step to me like that and give no context? And when I ask you to clarify you step off? Like say just cause youre one of the managers youve arrived? Hell no son! But being the person that I am and he apparently doesnt know who I am... I am going to ensure that he actually has a reason to come t9 me like that again. And until he cones woth a valod reason within context I shalp cont8nue tobgive him a reason. Unuh fi learn how fi confront people! Damn prime! Tssk. Spoil mi day from that point man. Just as bad people a clock out smh. Anyway I decided to take the foot mobile home today right so there I was walking when I reach a turn off. BOOM! 2 car lick up. Man jump out a car long time a gwaan like him nuh believe wha just happen. Guy jump out and a ask a whe di man come from. Now in his defense the time did dark still but the other person did have on them light so him nuh have no defense there. Anyway guy come a say a the other guy wrong when a him wrong mi haffi laugh and tell him seh a him wrong cause the other guy had the bright of way in that instant. Man start walk round a talk bout a di other man wrong and him nuh know where him come from. Mi just laugh and walk off. The end<div align="center">
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Two days on straight at work they decided that I was long overdue to be pissed off <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/fee/1/16/1f611.png" />-_- mi say mi did a go change enuh. Say mi a try calm mi spirit enuh but NOOOOO unuh just love when mi bex <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/fee/1/16/1f611.png" />-_- So against all my desires I suppose its <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/storytime?source=feed_text&story_id=10157729654995022">#StoryTime</a> smh.<br />
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So there i was at work yesterday enuh. Just come off lunch and gone back into the heat and all these things but i was in a decent mood to say the least. Anyway this wanna be DJ name Domar or Likkle 20 whatever the hell that supposed to me come a ask me "Who a serve staff lunch". Now before mi address the lil shit lemme say this. Im one of the few people who take the time to answer these questions when they ask it and them well and know it to. As I was saying him ask the question and me in my good calm nice not upset mood answer the lil faggot and I said "Im not sure" and continued serving because someone WAS in fact serving the staff lunch but i didnt recall who it was.<br />
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This waste of human flesh, this corruption on the gene pool has the audcaity! The nerve to come and say I have no manners. How we over in the food court ever a disrespect "man" and "mussi feel say man a beg unuh nutten". You see if there were no customers in there at the moment I woulda tell him bout him claat but I refrained. <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/fee/1/16/1f611.png" />-_- Him perplex mi enuh Look how mi answer the likkle half breed nice and simple and worse part him never have no manners YET when him come over deh enuh. Rest a di day mi just cross. </div>
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BUT wait! Theres more! Today now mi deh pah mi lunch (Seems like its an on going theme for these little ingrates) Im sitting all by lonesome at a table enjoying the lil bikkle in peace and tranquil silence with the tv and the mild chatter being the only exception. When all of a sudden three little pigs decided to enter the wolf den <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/fee/1/16/1f611.png" />-_- Mi take notice of them and carried on enjoying my peace. All of a sudden mi feel smaddy a kick mi pah mi foot <.< Mi ignore it. Out a di corna a mi yeye mi pree this chick a look pah mi so mi look back cah mi nuh fraid. She look up inna mi daylight and a tell mi say mi fi move my foot cause she want to stretch hers out <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/fee/1/16/1f611.png" />-_-... </div>
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Ok stick multiple pins! I was the sole resident at that table and she decided to come sit in the same vicinity as me! I was quite comfortable by my damn self! damn gyal a come draw mi out bout SHE want to stretch out her fucking feet.. Bitch what? Mi ignore her and carry on watching the television. Mi feel she a try push whe mi damn foot dem again. Mi look pan her again "Brady move you foot nuh!" Now seriously, anybody who knows anything about me KNOWS my temper nuh normal. I flip on a moments notice! This damn gyal really a come try mek me lose my comfort for her benefit. Strike 2! Now mi ignore it again enuh. Bwoy did I ignore the one of the other 2 pigs really come a talk bout mi really need fi move my foot fi mek she bloodclaat comfortable <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/fee/1/16/1f611.png" />-_- I lost it then enuh. </div>
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Mi just tek up mi friggin chair and fling it over to the wall back a mi and move go somewhere else cause If I did not the the things i woulda tell her bout the 7th layer of hell which resides up under him muma she would not believe seh is me. Dem woulda haffi fire me same time. Mi nuh like when people piss mi off fi foolishness. But This gyal will come to me down the food court asking for this and that enuh. But all I have to say is <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/bitchwhere?source=feed_text&story_id=10157729654995022">#BitchWhere</a>!!!! Come true you bloodclaat luck. Im not the person you want to stop with. All now mi still a screw and a from 3:30 thereabouts she come pass her place. Mi slowly a blacklist the whole a unuh claat so continue try mi rass patience you hear! CONTINUE! Lock Chat.<br />
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Now it was two of us on shift as is generally how the morning shift is set up. One taking care of serving staff and one serving outside customers (I got this wonderful job today... do you taste my sarcasm?) Anyways the misplaced cumshot began his tirade talking about how we ignoring him and whatnot. Please remember that other customers are before this ingrate. Yes? So I (being the one serving the customers) continued to "ignore the bastard" and continue serving. So push come to shove and mi reach the jackass ticket but just to be an ass mi ask him what him number be (but in the nicest way possible at the time). Donkey son come talk bout see it ova desso (reffering to my copy of the ticket that was laying lonely on the counter. Mi pick it up and start serve the rice put in the box..... This poor excuse for a man open him mouth yet again! (Who tell him fi do dat?) Come a class big man (Yes thats me) As dog, johncrow? Calling me a fucker? Cussing bombo AND bloodclaat in my direction! (Stick a pin) Now most of you may or may not know but I was born with a short fuse so I have anger issues, I KNOW this (matter of fact if you know where i can take anger management classes please private message me) but since i began working my fuse his grown infinitely shorter.<br />
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So once this piece of shit started again my blood hit boiling point faster his mother opened her legs to recieve his cursed dna. So mi start pree this likkle shit with a stare that would make the devil hide in a corner, the asshole had the nerve! THE AU.DA.CI.TY! to turn to his friend and talkbout how "The bloodclaat fucker nuh have nothing bout them! You a talk to dem and them a bloodclaat ignore you!" (Those were his words I cant make this shit up) "Them nuh have no manners" So my hand started to have an attitude and have no manners immediately. Try as I might my hand decided it was to fling the food into the box while my face had a transformation and I apprently grew a resting bitch face. cause my face was not playing around! You wha know say this jackass come talk bout him nuh want the food again? You know who fling down food, fling down ticket and move on to the next customer (A smile immediately surfaced!) But my blood pressure continued to rise. Wouldnt you know it that this dumbass after realizing mi done wid him walk go over to the cashier and a talk bout say mi nah serve him <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/fee/1/16/1f611.png" />. This dumb bitch JUST tell mi say him a go refund the flippin food enuh! now him a say mi a ignore him. Then him a go talk bout him nah come back deh! I was like Bitch I will show you the door! I walk round the back and start spit some verbal diarrhea bout him you see and mi mek sure seh the lil bitch could hear what I was saying to. Nuh rass manners! Just because im in customer service nuh mean you can tek step wid me! LEARN THIS! Fi mi head hot LANG time!<br />
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So mi go work again today enuh and as mi step in so the cashier and some a mi other coworkers come remind me bout the lil faggot from the day before. Anyways today was a good day up until mi go pah mi lunch . Now lunch was awesome. Sure nuff! BUT about half hour in when food a try settle and digest, mi a hold a reason with me coworker dem this dutty crosses manager come up and a call bad people!<br />
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So mi go over fi hear wha him coulda possibly want with the great me. Only fi hear the johncrow a come ask me If one a di chef dem never ask mi fi wash a rice cooker zeen. So mi say yeah him ask me and mi wash it. "Did you wash it same time" Mi say no, mi did busy.... "Listen me nuh man, mi nuh wha hear say rtice done again!" Wait... what??? Hold the phone! Mi never hear you right! How is it that me not washing the cooker stop rice from make? The damn place did busy! Ticket line the counter like wallpaper line wall! And a just a few a we deh work on sundays! So mi tell the ole crosses say mi did busy "So how long it take fi wash the rice cooker" Mi tell him say it nuh tek long but MI. DID. BUSY! Mi never ha time fi wash it! So ahmm (reach him a reach now enuh) why the cook couldnt wash it?" 0.O da man ya serious though? "i nuh know sir" and mi just activate the resting bitch face I grew yesterday" Man say ok and walk off. Now a few things to take away from this. 1) He was just coming from the kitchen where he could have asked the cook why him couldnt wash the cooker. 2) Him come upstairs come interrupt my lunch for foolishness and 3) Find out say a cause him couldnt get fi him lunch/(dinner?) when him want it him vex cause rice done. Interesting facts about that one manager (we have 3 by the way) all he does is 1)Watch people 2) Chat pan phone 3)Eat 4)Sit on his lazy ass and do nothing (Not necesarrily in that order but you get the picture) And the only time he comes over to the food court is when theres a problem! Other than that him missing!<br />
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This bitch was on leave for two weeks! 2 WEEKS enuh! And the day him come back him piss me off! Why WHY!!!!!! SMH!!! And him all a tell me say mi fi mek sure rice nuh done again!? You wha know say mi go cook one big pot a rice put down! (Fun fact) We ended up not using that rice so you know say dat get fling whe?) A want a soul come ask mi why mi mek dat pot a rice! A send dem str8 up under dem hmmm hmmm!!!!!! Streups! Good day people and Good night!<br />
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<br /><br /> So yeah. You know what time it is??? <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/storytime?source=feed_text&story_id=10157348157780022">#StoryTime</a> smh. Anyway I woke up in a new Bugatti... wait no a nuh me dat a rick ross wrong story sorry. So I woke up like a bawse did some stuff... & things(I purge the walls around my bed of mosquitos!!<a name='more'></a> Its was a horrifying yet pleasing experience (pop pop pop....). Then went to work. Reach and see all my minions doing their minionly duties so lifes good yeah? Yeah so check it boom mi a mek some coleslaw fi have wid mi lunch zeen (cause you know real niggas eat coleslaw!! Am I right <a href="https://www.facebook.com/tori.wiltshire.39">Tori</a>? or am I Right?) So there I was being the awesome human person I am when all a sudden a random call comes to me on le work phone saying The great me wont be getting paid for the past two weeks....... Hold the PHONE! Caller say what now? <div>
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Now lemme break it down for you ma people. Down backra where I work zeen there are two systems that are used to scan in and out yeah? Plus we have a manual system as well yeah? Cool now one of these systems was supposed to be removed from service as it had done its time (salutes) when ever you scan with this it takes forever for the thing to read your scan and then show you the scan data yeah? Now the newer system (Kronos) works like a charm most times you swipe your magnetic card it diosplays your info, you scan your finger and boom instant gratification (Illuminati confirmed!)So you know who just used the fully function ing one right? (points to self) This rigga hurr! (As well as a multitude of other staff members. Anywhos. Back to my caller -hello line one yes caller, line one hello youre on the air- Yes brady the Kronos system is down and because you havent been scanning in using the redundant system we have no scan data to show you were at work for the past 2 weeks thusly you will not be recieving any pay for the oast 2 weeks..... Me:" ....... ........ ........ ......... Eh?" Caller: "Yes just letting you know ... *click*"<br /><br /> Me: *BRINGLE*<br /><br />So heres the things now people for well over 3 months now I have not been using this system enuh zeen and I have been collecting my pay and them people ya who do the payroll haffi know seh me never did a use itwhy? Cause mi scan data must never did a show up in that redundant system which them still a check. Was anything said to the great brady?? NO! Kronos stopped working for who knows how long did anyone move to let us know the bloody thing wasnt working? NO!!!!! When do they choose to tell me I have no scan data? THE DAY BEFORE PAY SPOSE TO COME! Wh.. what!!!! WHO DOES THAT! Then a come tell ME! Brady A. Brown! Seh ME nah get no pay for the last two weeks????? WHUT!!!!!!! I go to my supervisor and said in very clear and concise terms that If I never get my money I would be absent for the following two weeks enuh! <.< cause them people a payroll damn bright! We have manual sign in sheets them can use to verify all that hooplah!My day was going perfectly up until me get da call deh enuh! Couldnt even finish mi lunch to how mi bringle! However small ray of light. When It was go homing time (yes go homing) I was screechieing past the office when mi pree pan di computer seh they were going to email the manual scan data to the people dem so mi just hurry up and move them outta the way and finish type it cause the people dem type slow you know dem way deh and mi did want it hurry up and done. So look how the whole palce a fight gainst me now zeen. Smaddytouch a button and close the email, it was however saved in drafts after the most recent entry so alls good right? WRONG! Go fi reopen the draft fi finish type!Would the damn thing open? NO! so mi go check one other draft... that one open. So mi seh all right must be a bug. So mi go BACk to the one in question... all the information gone!!!! WHAAAAAAAAT!!!!! <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/f8d/1/16/1f621.png" /> So mi go back and forth between the two fi see if a some display issue! Nothing nada zilch! So refresh the whole page and the damn thing come back so mi go so boom copy the whole thing quick open a new email document finish the email and send it off. Step out like a boss a cut. So mi have a d ay off tomorrow (Thursday) Nah go bank tomorrow enuh. Mi a gi dem a whole day fi fix it! And mi a go work friday pah late shift so that a even more time. Mek mi dollaz nuh deh whe dem fi deh! Who ago cross like me? Not even Bounty! <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/cross?source=feed_text&story_id=10157348157780022">#Cross</a>.<div align="center">
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So there I was right woke up did awesome things as per usual right. So after doing awesome things I got ready and went to work where I did more awesome things. Thing is today was one of those days where we were just short staffed -Whoosah inner nigga whoosah!- So anyway early part of the day was aight cool but then lunch time appeared and the morning shift from my department departed. And all hell broke loose... so to speak. So morning shift left and almost immediately a bag a people flood di place im like ... WHUT?! There were tickets reaching from one end of the counter to the other and it was almost like clockwork that as soon as one was cleared off two more would take its place. Almost like the mytrhical creature called the hydra (your homework) <div>
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So while the onslaught of craven peo... "Customers" was taking place... staff member began to come as well because as I said... Lunch time. Now remember short staff. So one a we start serve staff and the next one manage customers ( A nuff people enuh!) So it started off fairly well zeen the the mutterings started... "Dem tek long fi serve the little food brah"..."a Him/She one a serve???" ~Customer To Staff~ " Excuse me but how come you getting served before me? Didn't I cash before you?" the list goes on... Well excuse the hell out of me! But if unno open unno blasted eyes yall would see that we a bloody shoirt staffed! Shut ya damn mnouths and wait or go refund unnu flippin food! (Come on inner nigga you need to calm down! Calm down son!) -Whoosah!- So anyway I was the one serving the staff....Now remember that lopng line of tickets...It was still there. Keep that in mind. So im serving this one girl now zeen and I ask her what she wants she replies with Fry chicken so im like cool aight. So i walk over like a boss ready to do awesome things... cause im fancy like that and I notice that the fry chicken low, So mi prips round the kitchen and see say none nuh round deh needa zeen!, So mi mek the cooks dem know seh rrr and me step back round the fromt with extremem speed and im checking that long list of tickets i told you about if none was previously cashed . There were. So Im like ayo ma! You cant get fry chicken because they already cashed and shes like " But a fry chicken mi want" Mi explain to catty say yow you CANT! GET! FRY! CHICKEN! CAUSE! IT! ALREADY! CASH! chica look pah mi like a fart mi a chat. MI ask her what she want. She say fry chicken! -_- You know seh mi done bringle already cause mi stress out enuh! A mean the place pack enuh! So mi point to the board and tell her fi go look fi sittn else whe she want and get back to me. You wha know seh she go over deh. Read the board from top to bottom. Come BACK to me! and come tell me say she want fry chicken <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/fee/1/16/1f611.png" /> If you ever know the sea of words that I had to keep in check at that moment. I just put down her box and tell her fi think bout wha she want and tell me when she ready. I went and served 6 other people before she realize seh mi nah look her way and she tell me say just put anything. So I just fling couple piece a bake chicken (Like a sir) and give her (Like a sir). </div>
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Anyways moving on. Now this part was funny to me. Team Leader enter the fight right (The fight is serving the ravenous pigs... I mean "Customers") and everything a start fi pick up the tickets started to disappear im like yeah. Now mi a serve a bickle to a staff when All a sudden mi hear one a di wanga g.. "Customers" shout out "Dont you do that!" Mi look round cause mi ready fi see which fight a buss "Dont you dare point at me!" . . . . . . . The fuq? Mi see this ole fart young lady a tell the team leader nuh fi point pan her? A wha do dem?! Mi get fi understand SEH! Team Leader a call the lady number (Lady stand up Right in front a her a hold big big conversation enuh) and she nah answer her so shes like (This is me paraphrasing now enuh) Hello mam (she tries to get her attention) Are you #71 (points finger in her direction, read back up top for what happened next) So apparently because she having this big conversation whe she want everybody round her fi hear she fell like shes "Arrived" Shes the bees knees! Shes all that and a bag of chips! You get the idea. You fi hear how the likkle dutty gy... "Customer" A gwaan So a di other customer dem haffi stand up and really pree her fi see if she a mad, some start laugh. Me being the professional awesome person I am held my laugh like a boss, but mi did haffi gi her a questioning pree though lol. Anyway moving on again! Clean off all the ticket dem now enuh feel nice..... a next crowd appear <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/fee/1/16/1f611.png" /> </div>
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So anyway serving all these tickets and doing awesome things Cause we fancy and shit. This ONE customer now come a talk bout "Who is serving" You know .. I love when them ask that enuh, it makes me know I can start serving slower and stop kill out miself so a dat me start do. Man ticket JUST put down enuh and him want immediate service! and the people who deh deh before him nah complain so im like cool aight. So mi go so boom serve off the tickets before him and a fi him time. Call him number, ask him wha him want and start serve bickle, turtle style (Slow) now mi ready fi go ask this man which gravy him want. . . jackass make phone call <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/fee/1/16/1f611.png" />-_- I HATE WHEN CUSTOMER A GET SERVE AND DEM DEH PAN DEM PHONE!!! HATE! IT!!!!!! Mi signal to this likkle shit bout 10 times and him nuh answer SIR! HELLO! HI!!!!!! OI!!!!! -continues talking into phone like mi nuh deh deh- Aight aight BOOM mi go round a back and fling the first gravy mi find inna di box fling vegetable cause obviously mi can do wha mi want with the food fling it in a bag and fling it down in front him. a dat deh time him look pah me and a ask if a fi him food this. Of course imbecile a fi you flippin food! -whoosah brady whoosah- So anyway, after that the day sort of got better. I did awesome things finished up and left work. Then i got annoyed all over again because I had to wait forever for a taxi.... but came home and wrote this aweesome story cause you know <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/fancy?source=feed_text&story_id=10157308941375022">#Fancy</a> and shit. The End<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/storytime?source=feed_text&story_id=10157223373720022">#Storytime</a>? So there i was fine tuesday morning... Went to work like usual and then random sensation occured, felt drained. Like the most sucked out bagjuice that there ever was. So mi go buy couple iron and energy pills (I hate pills by the way rarely take the stuff).<br />
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So <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/storytime?source=feed_text&story_id=10157151962890022">#storytime</a>? Yes. So today was.... interesting? As you may or may not recall. Dem perplex mi yesterday so mi go work today with the mindset that unless it was a customer or absolute necessity I would not speak a word. Yeah<br />
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So go work and the people in my department just a question mi left right and center what gwaan what happen all that jazz. Mi just buss a one look and carry on with life. What I noticed however is that my name was used less today with regards to everyone needing me to do something what anyone else could easily do. This basically what I did all day. Anyways onto slightly more interesting topics. There is this one customer that comes in at times and literally no one wants to deal with him because well. He's an asshole. So anyway I pick up dudes ticket zeen dude come talking bout I NEED to wash my hands before serving his food. Now before you guys say that's obviously what I should do let me say that I had already done that said task before I even see this asshole yeah. Him just a try gwaan like him nice moving on I did indeed wash my hands again because today just wasn't the day I was just not in the mood. So wash mi hands begin to serve this piece a shit and just a try put a foot talking bout my fingers must not go inside the box. Now I want guys to try something for me zeen next time you go out to eat at a food establishment and you get one of those disposable boxes hold it in one hand and notice where your thumb naturally falls. My thumb was not inside the box at all. </div>
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So you know this bastard just cut a deadly look in him direction and continue serve what mi serving. Him haffi shut up same time. He saw the devil starting to take over and ketch him fraid. As I said today was NOT the day. Ask this fish what him want as in which piece of the chicken zeen. Him a look inna mi face as if a Spanish mi a talk. Come a day him never hear the question. So mi ask same way and he magically heard it the second time. Then start mutter under him breath bout how we take cleanliness for granted and one bag a foolishness. You know who start watch TV ? Yes . Me. Any who mi finish serve the old crack head and wen along with my day.<br />
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Now fast forward to when my shift ended. I was just finished collectieon my things and heading out yeah. Had my bag on my back (heading to the gym) and this young lady come a ask why my bag big so where mi a go? So mi look pan her wid a straight face and say gym zeen. Catty look pan mi like she smell supm awful "an look so?" Talkin bout mi a waste mi money a go deh. Mi kiss me teeth and walkoff. Now catty not even ask how long mi a go deh she a gwaan like she know I. Third day going there so obviously no big change not gonna be apparent. It upset me spirit man.<br />
Anywho the highlight of my day came at the gym. I was on a machine that focuses on the shoulders and upper back mi basically buss ya now enuh. Then this lady with curves that make the letter s look like it not trying cone tek up a spot in front of me on a bench zeen. Now she put one knee on said bench...bent over. Shook her ass and then started a vertical weight lifting execise. Remember mi did buss enuh! Mi feel a burst of energy you see! I crank out 50 lifts same time at 60lbs resistance. This post a get long though so the other one ago miss unuh. But takeaway from today is basically this. I realize that people love when I act the way I normally do as long as it suit them then them say mi act weird and mi Fi stop act so and one bag a foolishness yeah and then the minute mi start act brand new them get next and say mi Fi go back to how I was. Smh. So tomorrow I'll talk at about 5-10% of what I normally do and a jus bere no mi a fling gi everybody. The end<br />
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I swear people dont understand the enigma which is me. I'm quite possibly the most literal spiteful piece of shit you will come across. So there I was today a work cause you know ...get money! So there I was right and a certain person said something I did not quite catch but it never sound so righted zeen so mi question it. But I was told it nuh matter zeen. But being the person I am, I persisted. Same response. So some person all new to do something that literally anybody else could have done but a me person choose Fi call. So mi say alright cool. Mi do it . Then me go back to questioning said person. Next person jump in an say mi Fi stop mi noise so me wid my dirty self decide say alright mi an unuh claat. I just make them know say them not going to hear one more word out of my mouth for the rest of the day. And you know it's as if they believed me to be joking when I say these things. They had the nerve to come try talk to me after the fact. I ignored them like plague. Please don't underestimate ability to act as if you're non existent. I'm so pro at it it's not even funny. Another thing that seems to require clarification. I act the way I do mainly for the sake of those I have to interact with so don't get it twisted. I am one of the darkest persons you will EVER meet. The me you see on a daily basis can be classed as a facade. But that's for your own benefit. The thoughts that go through my mind on a regular basis scare even me. <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/endrant?source=feed_text&story_id=10157147596660022">#endRant</a> <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/storytime?source=feed_text&story_id=10157147596660022">#Storytime</a>? So how was everyone's day? <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/f51/1/16/1f603.png" />😃<div align="center">
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You know I got a shock today. So I went into NCB zeen cause im fancy of course and I did my thing and what not (nah tell unuh wha! unuh too faas!) HENNYway. As I go to leave and I open the door I prips a glimpse of a female exiting behind me approximately five steps behind so I hold the door (HODOR! Game of thrones reference) So she exits and upon exiting SHE. SAYS. THANK YOU! <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/fc1/1/16/1f62e.png" /><img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/fc1/1/16/1f62e.png" /> <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/fc1/1/16/1f62e.png" /> <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/fc1/1/16/1f62e.png" /> WHAAAAAT!!! First time in a long time mi hear a female say thank you after I hold the door. Gave me premature heart palpitations man! Unuh fi do it more often! Thats all folks <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/f4c/1/16/1f642.png" />:) <div align="center">
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Yes! Mi reach home!... <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/storytime?source=feed_text&story_id=10157051554740022">#Storytime</a>. So today is multiple stories put together as one. Mi go work zeen late shift to enuh. Mi go pah lunch then come back. Then a gwomin time. So now me <a href="https://www.facebook.com/denisha.wint.3">Gudaz Nisha Wint</a>, <a href="https://www.facebook.com/natalee.christian">Natalee Christian</a> <a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100011304015368">Legendarii Gyol Jojo</a> and one more little miss a put foot to ground and and mek a step cause miss Jodi a pic up a shirt fi complete her fit fi a party tomorrow. Hennyway we step true and Jodi a nyam a manga which she tek from such b who mi naver put a name to and she start talk bout how she nuh know if she a eat worm cause a night. We start laugh to claat. DWL. Go pick up shirt now and as we a lef the place mi start beat the Twerk It Remix pan I phone enuh. Di one wid kartel pan it, and you wha see di gyal jodi a try gwaan like miss rubber waist whe wireless like wifi.<br />
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But fret not if unuh never deh deh fi seet. <strike>MI have video a it </strike><img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/f51/1/16/1f603.png" />. So we step out and as we reach down stairs wha smell box wi. It box mi so hard mi did a say supm and the word couldnt escape it choke mi! A nearly dead. But hold on back up couple minutes deh!! Da part ya cyaa miss!! We deh cross the road at the hospital side zeen cause a da side deh we walk down on. Reach the pedestrian crossing enuh. And we start step cross like we own it. Car dem to wi right done draw brakes already enuh. Then mi see Jodi and Natalee I think start sprint like dem deh relay cause dem say dem ago get lick down LOL. Me wid my boss self just step lightly through without a care in the world. Cause for one mi inna di right so if mi get lick down a likkle money dat mi a go get and two if mi get lick down the hospital deh right desso . Win win the way I see it.<br />
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So any way fast forward to after the smell box wi zeen. Wi a walk a head uptwon now and Gudaz come say supm bout curse and not 1 second afta dat the one Jodi mussi buck her toe and nearly skin over. Mi swear a obeah Gudaz put pan her! So anyways now we reach uptown right and we a pass police station a cut go round and I shit you not people I saw a woman shaped like a circle! I mean a literal circle! And she inna one a dem rompers sittn deh! A so it call by di way? Romper? Yeah dat deh. You wha see mi a try stifle the laugh. Cause it honestly never look good at all at all at all! (More on that later -evil laugh-) So yeah we headed down to skate land cause apprently dem (The four lady people mi did a walk wid) did wha look pah people. (I nuh understand woman at all smh) so wi tan up fi bout 15 minute? Half Hour? Idk. Just a look pah people. Poor mi. So wi cut from desso now and go up a omg (Devon house up willowgate) Yeah and wi in deh couple minutes and as we bout fi go step out nuh natalee dat a try use up all the air inna di air conditioner a di door. LOL twas rather interesting.<br />
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So we go outside more things occured whe nuh really relevant. Wi talk wi chat. Jodi go buy thoup (yes mi just type wid lisp tongue do supm nuh) Den wi all decide fi go wi merry way. Yeah? Cool so mi now mi head back down to Skateland side and cut a corner fi go chicken palace cause m'ungry so mi go buy likkle chips ( a muss ketch mi dem put in deh cause mi lub di chips bad) anyway mi buy mi chips and mi head upstairs. Remember the round lady? Yeah so as I was walking up the stairsw mi hear this strange sound like wha woman a bawl fi murder or supm (Note no women were harmed in the making of those sounds) As I continued up and breached the apex I happened upon a woman laughing literally a dead wid laugh (not literally but yeah) So when mi step out and look pah wha she a look pan nuh round woman she a laugh after! Cause aparrently she nuh have no control over her laughter like the great me does. I honestly wanted to join her in mutual laughter but mi did inna mi rerk clothes. Likkle most she would a come report mi for indecent laughter LMAO! So after dat mi just go hold a taxi and bun some wifi offa <a href="https://www.facebook.com/kfcjamaica/">KFC</a> (KFC Unno a di real mvp!) Dida come buy some food but mi did have the lil chips already so a next time still. And then I went home. Now quite a bit was left out of my story for your sanity as well as mine cause mi nuh wha mad nobody tonight or whenever unno read this. If unno read so far then unno a di boss! <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/f51/1/16/1f603.png" />:D Anyways.... <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/theend?source=feed_text&story_id=10157051554740022">#TheEnd</a> <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/partydone?source=feed_text&story_id=10157051554740022">#PartyDone</a><br />
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And they have the nerve... the AU-DA-CI-TY!! To tell me to not loud up mi mouth (paraphrasing) on teh internet! I have lost the ability to Can... I Cant with Digicel. I cawnt!!!<br /><br /><br />The End..... For Now... Yes mi dutty mi know but mi wha mi internet fi function correctly<br /><br />Fun fact. The second i was going to click the Post button A wild message appeared! Will Update!!! <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/f51/1/16/1f603.png" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0px;">:D</span></div>
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So... <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/storytime?source=feed_text&story_id=10157000863800022">#Storytime</a> lol. So I had a late shift aty work today zeen... I was informed of a shaky fact that im getting fat... ME! FAT! Absurd! (Mark you this was right after i had eaten my lunch so its debatable. But I digress.<br />
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Onto the story. So mi lef rerk zeen and me and three chicas walking into mandeville from megamart (coworkers) I wont tell you what her name is but <a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100011304015368">Legendarii Gyol Jojo</a> decided she wanted to have a sound clash with the great moi! So be overly blessed with my fair share of awesome I accepted and sealed her fate. Clash a gwaan nice enuh and mi draw fi wha alkaline tune and mi done her wicked! (A my story so a me win, although mi win either way you tek it) So mi nuh member a wha dem start do pan dem phone zeen but dem did inna it and mi still deh listen tune. So hennyway a sound appeared out of nowhere and you wha see DJ Legendarii and the other two a tek off down the sidewalk like a any track meet dem a run a champ! Put usain bolt to shame a swur! A mussi dem birth him! So come to find out is a man buss a badman cough and dem could manage di surprise. While me deh deh a walk calm cool and collected like a sir.<br />
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Now dem all the way at the end of the sidewalk enuh and look back the man stand up a look pan di whole a we and them tek off again a shout out how him a come back fi dem! XD A nurly dead! XD! All the while the man just deh deh a laugh to himself bout how him cough frighten dem. The End enuh! <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/f4c/1/16/1f642.png" /> Short and sweet. Still nah tell unuh wha she name though <img src="https://www.facebook.com/images/emoji.php/v6/f4c/1/16/1f642.png" /> I should also note a di second time mi write this cause facebook freeze up and a try gwaan bad like say it nuh wha mi tell unuh no bedtime story tssk lol. The things i do for you people. Adios!<br />
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Hey guys. Its me again. This may or may not sound a bit cliche to you guys but, lately I have been thinking about where my life is going right now. Honestly speaking I don't like the direction its going in. I'm generally a cool, jovial guy but right now I think I need to "serious up" a bit.<br />
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I'm 27 years old going on 30 and what have I done? What have I <b><i>REALLY</i></b> achieved so far in life? Yes I've made it this far, went to high school. I've learned a multitude of things along the way. But what do I have to my name. What is my legacy? The thing is this; I am in essence just a boy living in the body of a man. My body may have grown but my mind has retained most of its youthfulness. Which in some cases is a wonderful thing but in others [<i>such as matters of the heart</i>] I am severely at a disadvantage.</div>
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"As a boy becoming a man, life gets a little [<i>a lot</i>] harder. But as <i>that</i> man, you have to be strong and know that your struggle will only serve to make you stronger."<br />
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Again, I am 27 years old and unlike most of my peers, I am currently lacking with regards to knowing my purpose, my drive or my destination. I honestly want to better myself but I seriously do not know where it is that I need to begin. I'm not that guy that generally asks for help but in this case I think I need to. I've been struggling with depression and I say that loosely because this is a self diagnosed problem. I over extend when it comes to new friendships and by extension relationships as well. I have my... "addictions", which frankly I don't really think are important at the moment. I am also a chronic procrastinator with SEVERE anger issues. Now these aren't the end all be all of my problems but just a select few. </div>
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Let me be honest in saying that currently I hate my job. Sure some days I honestly love the vibe and atmosphere. There are days however where there's is this tug in the back of my mind to a darker place that scares even me. Yes I know that every one has their ups and downs in the working world; but to be thinking of ways to physically hurt someone and struggling to not carry out those hideous thoughts takes a toll on you after a while. I work predominantly with women and THAT in itself should tell you a bit about the environment. They are lovely ladies [most of the time] but sometimes they can be... nagging? Day after day "You have a girlfriend?", "Why you don't have a girlfriend?", "You gay?", "You know say you annoying?", "Brady MEAN!". The list is for all intents and purposes infinite. The thing is however they fail to realize the consequences of this and I fail to realize [or a least I have failed] that my silence is not helping to make the matter any better.</div>
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I actually have seen myself coming out of my shell little by little. I flirt a lot more I actually start up a conversation with a bit of confidence with a female I find attractive [mentally and physically]. I actually have started talking to this girl I like currently, and if I am being honest with myself I think I actually do see myself being with her if we ever manage to hit it off. But who knows maybe that's just another pipe dream that wont come true On the side of friends however I sometime [more often than not] literally feel like I am just a bother. Once upon a time I would start up a conversation and we could talk effortlessly but nowadays I am lucky if I can get even a read receipt. My circle was small to begin with and now its hanging on for dear life. Its almost as if everyone has literally grown up and left me playing by myself in the dirt of childhood. Everyone is always "busy" or "Sorry cant talk right now" or just straight up ignores me. Why the hell should they care though? They are living their lives so why should they stop to talk to some kid that doesn't want to grow up? I'm probably the modern day version of peter pan in a sense. I wonder if you guys really see the predicament I am in?</div>
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The way I feel right now is that none of you will read this, and even if you do you; you will only skim through or stop a few sentences in and never even reach this far. Which is actually quite sad, depressing even. But again its not your fight right? This is all me. regardless of whether it is your fight or not however; I still say I NEED your help. Not want, NEED! What must I do? Where do I start? Point me in the right direction. Until then I will just continue to keep my fake smile shining bright. It helps someone else right? But then again.. that's not my problem or your... right?</div>
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