Greetings.
In the past i have been very outspoken about my utter dislike, distaste and disdain for incompetence and incompetent people! So although i am sure we are all very aware of the word incompetent, it is worthwhile visiting this word as it has many variants which not too many people are aware of.
Word: Incompetent F##k
Origin: Im sure its Italy because you always hear this insult thrown at people in decent gangster movies.
Meaning: A company which is useless! Ok...this is a bit of a long one people. I apply for a credit card at first National Bank (one of the Big Four banks here in South Africa). I had a few 'logistical issues' to resolve before application which I duly did. So I send in my application via E Mail and I get an auto reply from the bank telling me that I will receive feedback form them within 3-5 working days.
It is the fourth day and not trusting these people I give them a courtesy call only to find out that they received my documentation today only and that I must wait another 3-5 days. Bear in mind I have already waited this period. They blame technical issues which is not my f##king problem. Try and phone the help desk...and you wait 45 minutes for them to answer the phone. Actually speak to a person...and some wagon burner on the other end of the phone gives me so much attitude that I eventually lodged a complaint about her and her company. Now only are things being done.
But my question is why? WHY DO I HAVE TO HAVE MY BLOOD BOILED BEFORE THEY DO SOMETHING? VWHY DO I HAVE TO THREATEN THE POOR PEOPLE AT THE END OF THE PHONE WITH TORTURE AND DEATH BEFORE THEY DO SOMETHING? AND WHY DO I HAVE TO LODGE A COMPLAINT BEFORE A F##KING COMPANY DOES THEIR F##KING JOB?
WANKERS!
And the beauty part of this is that I am not even an existing FNB client! This is the first impression these people are making on me!
I hope and pray too the Big Man Upstairs that FNB gets wind of this blog post and reads it so they can see what a bunch of Incompetent F##k's they have become in my mind!
Word:Incompetent Prick
Origin:London...England. A famous insult that the British men throw at Pikys and Geodie men.
Meaning: A useless man who should have his Zub cut off and put in a glass cabinet because that is all that it is good for. In other words...an Incompetent Prick is a useless man! Again, this story is a bit long but it is worth a read.
As discussed on this blog before I am a journalist and unfortunately I have to follow a certain procedure which I dont necessarily agree with. Every article I write I have to send back to sources for factual clearance. If it were me Id just publish as is. Because once you hand over power to another party (give them a finger) they will try and abuse that power to the last (take an arm).
I write this article and send it to this certain individual for clearance. I also give him the mandatory 24 hours for clearance. What does the Incompetent Prick do? Gets a PR company to phone me and ask me for an extension because he has gone overseas. I mean, couldn't you tell me this in the interview when I explained our factual clearance procedure? "Oh no, I know I will never meet your deadline Mr Journalist man! Ill just ask for an extension!" was the thought which was going through his mind when I met him. He had NO intention of meeting my specified deadline FROM THE START! And then he doesnt have the balls to phone me and explain his situation...he gets a woman to do it.
Incompetent Prick!
Word: Incompetent Bitch
Origin: ME! The Lion of Lebanon, Shalafain! Because when a woman is incompetent no man will have the balls to admit it to her face except me. This is because they only want one thing from her, but nay nay! I will waver getting into her good good books which could possibly lead to horizontal refreshment which will include pumping, all of this because I hate incompetence that much!
Meaning: The female equivalent to an Incompetent Prick. We all know them! We even interact with them on a daily basis. Those women who take an arm when you give them a finger and think its ok because they will just batter their eyelids ant you or smile at you and then your heart will melt!
Well my friends...right now my heart is 100% pure and certified granite! Aint no amount of smiling or battering of eyelids will melt this shit!
I am part of the Youth Committee at my church (you wouldn't say so considering I have a mouth that can make an Irish Sailor blush at times), and there is this floozy who is part of our group who doesn't come to any of the meetings or any of the events which we arrange and then batters her eyelids at the priest and he says "How can I be cross with you!" UM...EXCUSE ME...BECAUSE SHE IS INCOMPETENT AND AN OXYGEN THEIF!
All of this talking of Pricks and Bitches reminds me of a joke which I feel I need to share because it might just put me in a better mood then I am now! However, this is unlikely!
A woman who is pregnant with triplets was walking down the street when a masked
robber ran out of a bank and shot her three times in the stomach. Luckily
the babies were OK.
The surgeon decided to leave the bullets in because it was too risky to operate. She gave birth to two healthy daughters and a
healthy son.
All was fine for 16 years, and then one day one daughter walked into the room in
tears.
"What's wrong?" asked the mother.
"I was taking a tinkle and this bullet came out," replied the daughter.
The mother told her it was okay and explained what happened 16 years ago
About a week later the second daughter walked into the room in tears.
"Mom, I was taking a tinkle and this bullet came out."
Again the mother told her not to worry and explained what happened 16 years
ago.
A week later her son walked into the room in tears.
"It's okay" said the Mom, "I know what happened You were taking a tinkle and a bullet came out."
"No," said the boy, "I was playing with myself and I shot the dog."
NICE JADE! IF I WAS ANYWHERE NEAR A GOOD MOOD I'D BE VERY HAPPY WITH THIS JOKE! BUT I AM NOT!
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
The return of : Just Like Obama...I want Change
Marhaba
I must firstly apologise for being so scarce and not updating this blog as often as I would like, but things did get a bit hectic and situations did not allow me to do so.
However I am back, and without giving to much away. There are alont of changes in store for me in the months to come. POSITIVE CHANGES, I HAVE NEVER FELT AS ALIVE AS I HAVE DONE NOW.
I cant give to much away because I currently feel like I have the FBI, the Secret Service, the CIA and the PO-LICE looking at each and everything I do. It pisses me off slightly because I am a 29 year old male who is a hard worker and people feel the need to act like the FBI with me!
Three topics to discuss today with one effortlessly leading into the other.
The first topic concerns who actually runs South Africa. this question came up during the ANC Youth League conference where South Africa's favourite Rocket Scientist Julius Malema got voted in for another term as the President of the youth arm of the ANC. The whole country is now in a flat spin because there is a good chance that one day Malema will be the president of the country. But as I pointed out to my colleges at work. There is no need for panic because there is no way in hell that the President of South Africa rules the country.
It is strike season and workers in the steel industry have embarked on mass action. In solidarity to them members of the petrochemical industry have joined them. This means now that there is a shut down at all engineering firms as well as at some petrol stations who might run out of petrol very soon because there are no deliveries taking place. These people go on strike, place high demands on government and government at the end of the day gives them what they want because while they are on strike, production in the country comes to a grinding halt.
Quite frankly I am sick of all of this shit! Just because they are unhappy, now the rest of the country cant work. Sure I am not completely happy with my job (nobody in the world is), but at least I have one and I have to go to it in order to earn money to survive. For that I need petrol. Which might not be available this week.
Fucking Panocha's we know you are unhappy! We get that! But stop acting like a bunch of spoiled brats, just because you don't want to work doesn't mean you have to affect the whole Fucking country!
And inland provinces feel the pinch the worst because they have to rely on petrol delivery from the coast!
So then move to the coast.
Easier said then done my friend. Its not like the job market at the coast can be described as 'buzzing & happening' plus. I am at the bottom of the proverbial job chain. White (or Caucasian for racially infatuated people) and Male.
The second topic to discuss is what people would give to have a fresh start in life. Everyone gets depressed at some stage or another, its a human thing. But when you consider what others don't have you tend to appreciate that your life is not that bad. I mean, at times I look at things like my work, my current living conditions and my social life and ask myself: Where are you going in life? But then I drive past a million outies on my way to work and think to myself that at least I am not like them.
But sometimes even with all you have, you look at these people and say: Fuck them...there is no way their life is worse then mine. When you hit that stage my friend. You have hit rock bottom, and the Arabs have a saying: Once you hit rock bottom...you need to walk through hell to get out.
What would you give for a fresh start? I mean, moving to the coast here in South Africa is all good and well, but you need to know that apparently there is 'no money' at the coast and you might have to take a cut in pay with the move. Some people will never do that. When you get used to a certain lifestyle, it becomes everything to you. And with a drop in pay comes sacrifice.
But I am a firm believer in that money is not everything in life. Nothing matters so much as those you love and family. Because you can have all the money in the world. All of it, and you will still end up in a little box like the rest of the people and end up in the same place where you cant take your money with. sure you can leave it to your family for generations to come. But with that money comes sacrifice my friend.
The third topic are the warning signs that you need to pay attention to in order to ascertain if you are currently unhappy with all that surrounds you.
This is very subjective as the warning signs differ from person to person. but I will talk about mine because experience has taught me that more people have things in common with you then you realise.
I snap at people and tend to become a person that I am not (and don't want to be) I am an Aquerian and like a typical Aquerian, I wear my heart on my sleeve and am highly emotional. Many people have often told me that it is easy to see when I am upset. I become a bit recluse and don't talk to people. I don't eat well (I have lost 10 kg's in 3 months) and I don't sleep. When I received the news that I was waiting for yesterday, it was like a breath of fresh air for me. I finally enjoyed a meal and slept like a baby for the first time in 3 months.
The common factor here is to look at how you are normally, and if behaviour changes, then you know you you are on that slippery slope to Rock Bottom.
Again, I feel that i have been a bit of a prophet of doom here and I apologise for that. But I feel that I am doing a favour to society, because if i can help just one person, I am happy.
I must firstly apologise for being so scarce and not updating this blog as often as I would like, but things did get a bit hectic and situations did not allow me to do so.
However I am back, and without giving to much away. There are alont of changes in store for me in the months to come. POSITIVE CHANGES, I HAVE NEVER FELT AS ALIVE AS I HAVE DONE NOW.
I cant give to much away because I currently feel like I have the FBI, the Secret Service, the CIA and the PO-LICE looking at each and everything I do. It pisses me off slightly because I am a 29 year old male who is a hard worker and people feel the need to act like the FBI with me!
Three topics to discuss today with one effortlessly leading into the other.
The first topic concerns who actually runs South Africa. this question came up during the ANC Youth League conference where South Africa's favourite Rocket Scientist Julius Malema got voted in for another term as the President of the youth arm of the ANC. The whole country is now in a flat spin because there is a good chance that one day Malema will be the president of the country. But as I pointed out to my colleges at work. There is no need for panic because there is no way in hell that the President of South Africa rules the country.
It is strike season and workers in the steel industry have embarked on mass action. In solidarity to them members of the petrochemical industry have joined them. This means now that there is a shut down at all engineering firms as well as at some petrol stations who might run out of petrol very soon because there are no deliveries taking place. These people go on strike, place high demands on government and government at the end of the day gives them what they want because while they are on strike, production in the country comes to a grinding halt.
Quite frankly I am sick of all of this shit! Just because they are unhappy, now the rest of the country cant work. Sure I am not completely happy with my job (nobody in the world is), but at least I have one and I have to go to it in order to earn money to survive. For that I need petrol. Which might not be available this week.
Fucking Panocha's we know you are unhappy! We get that! But stop acting like a bunch of spoiled brats, just because you don't want to work doesn't mean you have to affect the whole Fucking country!
And inland provinces feel the pinch the worst because they have to rely on petrol delivery from the coast!
So then move to the coast.
Easier said then done my friend. Its not like the job market at the coast can be described as 'buzzing & happening' plus. I am at the bottom of the proverbial job chain. White (or Caucasian for racially infatuated people) and Male.
The second topic to discuss is what people would give to have a fresh start in life. Everyone gets depressed at some stage or another, its a human thing. But when you consider what others don't have you tend to appreciate that your life is not that bad. I mean, at times I look at things like my work, my current living conditions and my social life and ask myself: Where are you going in life? But then I drive past a million outies on my way to work and think to myself that at least I am not like them.
But sometimes even with all you have, you look at these people and say: Fuck them...there is no way their life is worse then mine. When you hit that stage my friend. You have hit rock bottom, and the Arabs have a saying: Once you hit rock bottom...you need to walk through hell to get out.
What would you give for a fresh start? I mean, moving to the coast here in South Africa is all good and well, but you need to know that apparently there is 'no money' at the coast and you might have to take a cut in pay with the move. Some people will never do that. When you get used to a certain lifestyle, it becomes everything to you. And with a drop in pay comes sacrifice.
But I am a firm believer in that money is not everything in life. Nothing matters so much as those you love and family. Because you can have all the money in the world. All of it, and you will still end up in a little box like the rest of the people and end up in the same place where you cant take your money with. sure you can leave it to your family for generations to come. But with that money comes sacrifice my friend.
The third topic are the warning signs that you need to pay attention to in order to ascertain if you are currently unhappy with all that surrounds you.
This is very subjective as the warning signs differ from person to person. but I will talk about mine because experience has taught me that more people have things in common with you then you realise.
I snap at people and tend to become a person that I am not (and don't want to be) I am an Aquerian and like a typical Aquerian, I wear my heart on my sleeve and am highly emotional. Many people have often told me that it is easy to see when I am upset. I become a bit recluse and don't talk to people. I don't eat well (I have lost 10 kg's in 3 months) and I don't sleep. When I received the news that I was waiting for yesterday, it was like a breath of fresh air for me. I finally enjoyed a meal and slept like a baby for the first time in 3 months.
The common factor here is to look at how you are normally, and if behaviour changes, then you know you you are on that slippery slope to Rock Bottom.
Again, I feel that i have been a bit of a prophet of doom here and I apologise for that. But I feel that I am doing a favour to society, because if i can help just one person, I am happy.
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