What are you, a weirdo?

[GameboyGeek]

Technology is not inherently bad, it is given that label depending on how it is used. I love my computer for collecting music, and talking to the occasional acquainted such as you guys. I used to have friends but they have since parted without a care. I'd rather just stay with as few people as possible anyway, it's easier that way.

I don't think that people are not noticing, rather it is that people do not care. No one has any mind to care for what they do anymore. It's sickening.

[Antimind]

@ GameboyGeek - The best years of your life aren't behind you or even now. I used to think that when I was your age. I'm 32 now, married (no kids), and like this part of my family. My brother-in-law lives with us and he and I are very much alike. He's more of a brother to me than my own brothers ever will be. My husband is great too. He doesn't share my passion for games one bit. He does play CoD, Halo, and a few select other games. He does understand though. He's the same way with mountain bikes as I am with games. He likes to bring me home little gifts when he can. He'll go to the mall to pay the cable bill and come home with a SMB keychain from the little Asian import store there, that sorta thing. He also knows that when I'm reading a book I'm not to be disturbed. That said it's very much possible that you could end up married down the line. I didn't get married until I was 25. I wasn't out to meet men either. I was beyond caring, just loving my life.

What sickens me most about technology is the way people are ready to blame someone else's use of technology as a cover for their own mistakes. A very dear friend of my husband and brother was killed last year while crossing the street. She had the right of way but was hit by a kid that was racing someone. Many who witnessed it said she wasn't using a phone or any other device and had looked both ways. The guy came out of nowhere (he was speeding) and killed her. Many people commented on the news article and tried to blame her for using a phone or something instead of looking where she was going. These are people who didn't witness anything and had only read the news article. The number of negative, blame the victim responses was quite overwhelming. This is too typical nowadays.

I agree that technology in and of itself isn't harmful but the way people use it is. Everything in life should be in moderation but people just don't operate that way. I have been seeing more people becoming frustrated with the state of the world. The problem is, most are older than I am. Perhaps in the future some of the younger generation will see it and strive to change it but until then I have little hope. Now I know at least one young person isn't blind to it so there is some hope

[GameboyGeek]

I'm just not sure what there to look forward to. It seems as though the cycle goes:

Kid: I want to be an adult, I wish the days would just go by quicker!

Adult: I want to be a kid again, this sucks!

Life is good, but as time goes by the quality dwindles.

[Razor Knuckles]

Who says you have to be an adult. I'm 24 and haven't changed much since I was your age. If being an adult means being boring than count me out. I'm always a child at heart. I feel like I have so much ahead of me in life. There are times in my life where I have hit rock bottom and had very little hope. Things get tough but I get tougher!

[Antimind]

Life in our household is probably comparable to a college dorm or a frat house. We all play video games. Cleaning house happens on occasion but only after a visitor comments on the state of the place or the smell coming from my brother's room (he's 36)...lol We play with Legos and do crazy/stupid shit on a daily basis.

[Zagnorch]

What the hell's goin' on around here?!

I get a thread about weirdness going, and it suddenly takes a turn into an encounter group for jaded misanthropes, and then mutates into a celebration of arrested development.

I can't leave you guys alone for a second around here...

Needless to say: keep up the good work!

I'm proud'a ya...

[GameboyGeek]

Who said I was going to grow up? haha. I never plan on it. I realize that my wording in previous posts make it seem like I am a sad ready-to-kill-myself kinda guy, but that is definantly not the case. What I mean to say is when you are a kid, or at least when I was a kid, nothing mattered. I had no real responsibilities beyond chores, aside from that it was free range to do anything that came to mind. There is no way that it can get better than that, what with all the work, bills, responsibilities, family members dying off, the fact that the entertainment industry is dead, and so on and so forth. You just CAN'T beat being a kid. Know what I mean? Life is what you make of it, and I will make sure that mine is not wasted.

[Razor Knuckles]

Anyways back on track with this topic

Today I JB welded (It's basically super glue on steroids) a quarter to the parking lot at work. Its basically one with the cement now. The joke was to put it where customers normally walk and see if they would try and pick it up. I'm getting a good laugh at people as they try to pick it up, but they can't. One guy actually tried to kick it, but that didn't work. Its gonna be their for years. Best sacrifice of money ever!

[Zagnorch]

As long as we're talkin' pranks, one of my fave hobbies is messing with people's minds while waiting in line at the checkout.

If the cell phone of one of my cue-mates rings, I'll say, "If that's for me, tell them to call back in an hour or so."

I've considered saying, "I sure hope that's the doctor with those STD test results I asked about," but I figured that would be in poor taste. And if nothing else, I'm all about demonstrating good taste and proper decorum. 

On occasion, if a checkstand clerk asks me how I'm doing, I'll give her (or him... but it's usually a her) a big smile and say, "Terrible! Just terrible! And you?" in a ridiculously cheery voice.

If the clerk responds with, "I'm doing just fine," I'll counter with, "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that."

then there are those times when I'm in a fast food joint, and I'm waiting near the counter for my order.  If the clerk announces for a second time that someone else's order is ready to be picked up, I'll proclaim, "All right, that does it! If no one's gonna claim this food in the next ten seconds, I'm calling dibs on it! Hey, buddy, just throw it in with my stuff when it's ready, willya? I'll even throw ya a couple bucks--"

This usually results in someone with the build of Rush Limbaugh sprinting faster than Carl Lewis to keep me from filching his high-calorie vittles. Needless to say, it's a hilarious  yet tragically sad  sight to behold...

[Razor Knuckles]

As long as we're talkin' pranks, one of my fave hobbies is messing with people's minds while waiting in line at the checkout.

If the cell phone of one of my cue-mates rings, I'll say, "If that's for me, tell them to call back in an hour or so."

I've considered saying, "I sure hope that's the doctor with those STD test results I asked about," but I figured that would be in poor taste. And if nothing else, I'm all about demonstrating good taste and proper decorum. 

On occasion, if a checkstand clerk asks me how I'm doing, I'll give her (or him... but it's usually a her) a big smile and say, "Terrible! Just terrible! And you?" in a ridiculously cheery voice.

If the clerk responds with, "I'm doing just fine," I'll counter with, "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that."

then there are those times when I'm in a fast food joint, and I'm waiting near the counter for my order.  If the clerk announces for a second time that someone else's order is ready to be picked up, I'll proclaim, "All right, that does it! If no one's gonna claim this food in the next ten seconds, I'm calling dibs on it! Hey, buddy, just throw it in with my stuff when it's ready, willya? I'll even throw ya a couple bucks--"

This usually results in someone with the build of Rush Limbaugh sprinting faster than Carl Lewis to keep me from filching his high-calorie vittles. Needless to say, it's a hilarious  yet tragically sad  sight to behold...

You and I have way too much in common. I mess with with people wayyyyyy too much. Its gives me a good laugh. You are much better than I am at conveying strangeness through simple messages on the internet than I am. Sarcasm is hard to portray without physical presence.

[Razor Knuckles]

Oh, anyways I'll show some pictures of my weirdness at work later. You all will laugh your asses off I promise. It's gonna be good!!!

[Razor Knuckles]

Ok so here we go. Its just random silliness at the work place. Most of the stuff is inside jokes but you will still get a kick out of it. You will clearly see I work in a laid back place. Oh and a forewarning some of the stuff may be pretty hardcore.

OK lets start with the bathroom. (Employee bathroom of course)

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Above the urinal out of pure randomness we have a Elvis poster showing all his record labels that he made. Sadly every time I piss I learn a little more about Elvis. Like today I learned that he only had three labels showing his entire body. Weird facts that only I would know.

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Next to the toilet we have a adhesive floor decoration meant to be displayed in the customer waiting area. Its just a picture of mud, thats it. But when placed in front of a toilet we see it appears to be something else than mud.

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GM engineers really out did themselves with this particular part. Its a transmission bell housing plug. Yeah you be the judge of what it really resembles. Sorry for the blur.

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You never know what time is fun time. With a Viagra clock you know that theres no time to dick around.

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On the lid of my toolbox I have written Bonobo Monkey. Nobody gets it. Do some research yourself and see what they like to do with their time. I envy them.

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In front of our toilet is a new toilet seat that isn't being used. Still in the plastic wrapping. I always wondered what it would be like if a toilet seat was a living creature. If you can read whats on it you'll get a good laugh.

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OK a shoe in our freezer filled with ice. Need I say more...

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This one may be hard to see. But its a large poster filled with car and customer stereotypes. Its posted on our fridge in the storage room. It shows a picture of a particular vehicle and the stereotype of the person driving that vehicle. You probably wouldn't get any of these jokes as they pertain more to employees. For example we have a picture of a Chrysler 300 (Or Dodge Charger, their the same vehicle) and the joke is every time we see that customer pull up we automatically assume they have a clunking noise complaint from the front of their vehicle. As pretty much every Chrysler product has a poorly built suspension.

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Another picture on the fridge is a warning sign on some Ford drive-shafts. Its so goofy as it shows a person getting tangled in the spinning shaft. I added a smiley face to make it funny.

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Ewww! So this is a Subway sub thats been hanging in the rafters of our storage room for over two years now. Its in a plastic bag. Its pretty nasty.     

 

[Zagnorch]

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Another picture on the fridge is a warning sign on some Ford drive-shafts. Its so goofy as it shows a person getting tangled in the spinning shaft. I added a smiley face to make it funny.

You should add a caption that reads, "Aaaaaand... JAZZ HANDS!"

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Ewww! So this is a Subway sub thats been hanging in the rafters of our storage room for over two years now. Its in a plastic bag. Its pretty nasty.     

Mail that bad boy to Jared Fogle with a note asking him if he still wants to stay on the Subway diet.

Other than that-- well, that's just plain wrong.

And people say I need help...

[Crabmaster2000]

I don't have a cellphone. That isn't completely odd but it does seem to be abnormal these days. What really throws people off is that I don't have voice mail on my home phone. I won't get it either. If we aren't home you simply try to phone later. What really drives me mad is when people let the phone ring 10 times before giving up. If someone doesn't answer after four rings you hang up. I find it ironic that telephone etiquette doesn't exist yet more than 70% of the population carries one at all times.

lol, they are probably letting it ring so long because they are waiting for your non-existant voice-mail to kick in. I know I do that. Its so common that you just assume everyone has it. I sit there waiting for it and then I kind of zone out waiting for it and then when I check the call time its been like 4-5 minutes all of a sudden.

[cverz2]

I love ketchup but hate tomatoes.

I love pickles but hate cucumbers.

I work outside for a living but hate to work outside when I'm home.

I have always been praised for my hard work and dedication at every job I've ever had,  But I'm a lazy person outside of work.

My whole life I have been told how nice I am and friendly.  But yet I have NO friends.  No one that I actually hang out with anyway.  I have a few guys at work I consider friends but we don't really hang out outside of work.