Yamato
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cant work cant work cant work - he won't stop talking
i've already wasted 30 minutes since my roommate came here. he was already late, an hour and a half, and he's not even working. i hope it's over.
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nope, still bugging me with questions
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Can't believe he had the nerve, like other times, to tell me incidentally that we do things a certain way because of the "strong sense of duty that characterizes both of us". I was here at 8.45, 45 minutes before my limit (up until 9.30) and he was here at 10 am, one hour and a half after he should have been here. He gets paid more than twice my salary. And he groups me with his group as far as "sense of duty". Quite insulting, although he meant it as a compliment. This guy is from southern Italy and his sense of duty is altered by his origin. And by the way, he still works on his own things all day long. So, he's late, and, second, he works on his own things. And third, he keeps me from working for the office.
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whoa, he finally left.
he comes an hour and a half late, bothers me for an hour, then goes on a coffee break, comes back half an hour later, bothers me another hour, then goes to lunch, comes back two hours later, or an hour and a half, bothers me for an hour or less, then i go home. All in all, I have to put up with him for 3 hours.
And let's not forget that once he punched me in the arm because he thought i was disrespecting him - without even showing me what he was going to do, abruptly, uncalled for (it's not like i had said anything offensive during the day), while i was busy working. ****ing asshole.
An animal, i use language and silence to express my feelings. He punched me, really hard, in the arm. I wonder what i could have done better. After it happened, it didn't make any sense to retaliate - plus he's 20 years older than me and it would not be appropriate to hit him - he's rude, and I am not. I should have prevented him, but i wasn't looking. The retaliation is that he offers me fruits on a daily basis, and I never give him anything back. I will never forgive him and never really be his friend, ever. He should have thought about it before punching me. That was the end of our relationship - rude, animal. Not interested in a relationship with monkeys.
I am keeping a fake relationship with him merely because getting another roommate is a gamble, since this is a good room, we're only two, and in the other rooms there's as many as 8 people. If I changed room, I might end up in one of those big rooms, or with an even worse roommate. This guy likes me - it's typical. There's plenty of people who like me and whom i do not like at all. The reason is 1) you punch me and I don't punch you, 2) you behave like a beast in general and i do not, 3) you keep me from working and i leave you alone, 4) you can't help me, whereas i can help you, and the list goes on. Even if he likes me, he still punched me. Even if I don't like someone, I still don't punch them. This makes me more likable than a rude animal-person like he is. Good manners means being likable without trying. Bad manners means being dislikable without meaning it. Same applies to stupidity and knowledge. It is almost better to be around intelligent polite people who dislike you, than being around animal-humans who like you.
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Losing hundreds on the ZN. Didn't expect it to keep rising for so long.
Anyway, this guy is like this: he tries to make you his friend, and then he tries to exploit you. I am not going to fall for that of course. To some degree we all do this as we'd rather make friends with people who can give things to us than with people who can ask things of us.
But this guy, just as his work ethic, takes it to another level of dishonesty: what is mine is yours, and what is yours is mine - give me the keys to your house at the beach so i can go there with my family. Then if you don't fall for it, he still keeps you warm for another favor, so he says "yeah, of course I should pay the rent..." and then he doesn't even pay the rent because he wanted to go there for free. Now he's probably giving me fruits so he can finally ask for a big favor at the end, but I am ready to return him all the fruits he gave me, and return no favors. I am never going to relax with this guy - I do not trust him. He can like me, and even think he's my friend, or that we're friends, but i will never trust him, because I have different ethics than he does, and I know that I'll be fair to him even if i dislike him, whereas he'll be unfair to me even if he likes me.
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Yeah, ok, it would be pretty easy to say that I don't like anyone, and that is my ideal life: only being around people that I am paying for things: company, sex, driving, cleaning. That way it's fair to everyone, and it's clear what kind of exchange is going on. I don't trust the concept of friendship. Don't even know what it means. It is very ambiguous.
Other than this, if we're talking about simply getting along, it is true that I don't get along with 95% of people, but i do get along with a 5% of fair, polite, intelligent people. So i can get along with people. And on the web i can get along with a larger percentage, because the interaction is limited.
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ZN is falling, finally. Still have some time to work in peace while the animal is out to lunch.
Right, today I have to deal with another retard. When I get home, the cleaning lady will be there, and I have to make sure she neither waters nor moves my marijuana plant. Since she's so retarded (it took me six months to get her to read and understand the expiration labels on milk), i predict that it will take me several weeks to get her to understand what it means to not move a plant, and to not close the shades, ever, and to not water a plant. I plan to train her with sugar cubes.
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leaving in a few minutes and going home to train the maid.
apple given to me by roommate sucks
need to find a way to throw it away without him noticing
going downstairs to grab a bottle of water and throwing it away during my walk
i've already wasted 30 minutes since my roommate came here. he was already late, an hour and a half, and he's not even working. i hope it's over.
...
nope, still bugging me with questions
...
Can't believe he had the nerve, like other times, to tell me incidentally that we do things a certain way because of the "strong sense of duty that characterizes both of us". I was here at 8.45, 45 minutes before my limit (up until 9.30) and he was here at 10 am, one hour and a half after he should have been here. He gets paid more than twice my salary. And he groups me with his group as far as "sense of duty". Quite insulting, although he meant it as a compliment. This guy is from southern Italy and his sense of duty is altered by his origin. And by the way, he still works on his own things all day long. So, he's late, and, second, he works on his own things. And third, he keeps me from working for the office.
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whoa, he finally left.
he comes an hour and a half late, bothers me for an hour, then goes on a coffee break, comes back half an hour later, bothers me another hour, then goes to lunch, comes back two hours later, or an hour and a half, bothers me for an hour or less, then i go home. All in all, I have to put up with him for 3 hours.
And let's not forget that once he punched me in the arm because he thought i was disrespecting him - without even showing me what he was going to do, abruptly, uncalled for (it's not like i had said anything offensive during the day), while i was busy working. ****ing asshole.
An animal, i use language and silence to express my feelings. He punched me, really hard, in the arm. I wonder what i could have done better. After it happened, it didn't make any sense to retaliate - plus he's 20 years older than me and it would not be appropriate to hit him - he's rude, and I am not. I should have prevented him, but i wasn't looking. The retaliation is that he offers me fruits on a daily basis, and I never give him anything back. I will never forgive him and never really be his friend, ever. He should have thought about it before punching me. That was the end of our relationship - rude, animal. Not interested in a relationship with monkeys.
I am keeping a fake relationship with him merely because getting another roommate is a gamble, since this is a good room, we're only two, and in the other rooms there's as many as 8 people. If I changed room, I might end up in one of those big rooms, or with an even worse roommate. This guy likes me - it's typical. There's plenty of people who like me and whom i do not like at all. The reason is 1) you punch me and I don't punch you, 2) you behave like a beast in general and i do not, 3) you keep me from working and i leave you alone, 4) you can't help me, whereas i can help you, and the list goes on. Even if he likes me, he still punched me. Even if I don't like someone, I still don't punch them. This makes me more likable than a rude animal-person like he is. Good manners means being likable without trying. Bad manners means being dislikable without meaning it. Same applies to stupidity and knowledge. It is almost better to be around intelligent polite people who dislike you, than being around animal-humans who like you.
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Losing hundreds on the ZN. Didn't expect it to keep rising for so long.
Anyway, this guy is like this: he tries to make you his friend, and then he tries to exploit you. I am not going to fall for that of course. To some degree we all do this as we'd rather make friends with people who can give things to us than with people who can ask things of us.
But this guy, just as his work ethic, takes it to another level of dishonesty: what is mine is yours, and what is yours is mine - give me the keys to your house at the beach so i can go there with my family. Then if you don't fall for it, he still keeps you warm for another favor, so he says "yeah, of course I should pay the rent..." and then he doesn't even pay the rent because he wanted to go there for free. Now he's probably giving me fruits so he can finally ask for a big favor at the end, but I am ready to return him all the fruits he gave me, and return no favors. I am never going to relax with this guy - I do not trust him. He can like me, and even think he's my friend, or that we're friends, but i will never trust him, because I have different ethics than he does, and I know that I'll be fair to him even if i dislike him, whereas he'll be unfair to me even if he likes me.
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Yeah, ok, it would be pretty easy to say that I don't like anyone, and that is my ideal life: only being around people that I am paying for things: company, sex, driving, cleaning. That way it's fair to everyone, and it's clear what kind of exchange is going on. I don't trust the concept of friendship. Don't even know what it means. It is very ambiguous.
Other than this, if we're talking about simply getting along, it is true that I don't get along with 95% of people, but i do get along with a 5% of fair, polite, intelligent people. So i can get along with people. And on the web i can get along with a larger percentage, because the interaction is limited.
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ZN is falling, finally. Still have some time to work in peace while the animal is out to lunch.
Right, today I have to deal with another retard. When I get home, the cleaning lady will be there, and I have to make sure she neither waters nor moves my marijuana plant. Since she's so retarded (it took me six months to get her to read and understand the expiration labels on milk), i predict that it will take me several weeks to get her to understand what it means to not move a plant, and to not close the shades, ever, and to not water a plant. I plan to train her with sugar cubes.
...
leaving in a few minutes and going home to train the maid.
apple given to me by roommate sucks
need to find a way to throw it away without him noticing
going downstairs to grab a bottle of water and throwing it away during my walk
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