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Thursday, September 12, 2002
 
Bright College Days, Part 2: Employment. Working breakfast in the dining hall sucked nuggets; ideally, the sunrise should be the last thing I see before I go to sleep, not the first thing to stab my weary eyes. They made us wear the most retarded hats due to some kind of "regulation" involving state-mandated humiliation and ridicule. But really, I was just fundamentally unnerved by the narrow chromatic range of the food served: it was all brown, orange, or yellow. After a semester serving patties, pasta, and nuggets, I could not take it. I'm a sensitive soul, I know.
     So for the rest of college I worked at the Computing Center as a "Consultant," which meant that I sat in a little glass-walled booth and told all comers how to download their email to floppy disks. I actually learned enough about computers that I could have helped them with MUCH more complicated tasks, like how to GO GET SOME GODDAMN FRESH AIR AND LEAVE ME ALONE FOR GOD'S SAKE, but no, people just wanted to download their worthless retarded emails for posterity, like I'm SOOO SURE your words of freshman wisdom to That Dude You Met On The In-Ter-Web will be treasured by the robot historians of the future, you worthless suckmonkey.
     Anyway, I developed a bad attitude. By senior year I just wanted to listen to music and work on my combination Yes/Rush fansite. There were some new recruits on the Consultant staff, meek freshmen with zero social skills and only slightly better computer skills. One day, I told the new girl that I would answer any difficult questions, but I didn't want to help any ugly people. That after three years as a consultant, I felt I had earned the right not to help the ugly.
     Well, she must have been from California or something, because she had no capacity to recognize irony. Or humor, I guess. It turns out that she told our boss that she was having trouble determining which people were too ugly for me to help, because she was unclear what my taste was.
     That was awesome. Oh, by the way: if you believed for even a second that I had a combination Yes/Rush fansite, you should go eat a bowl of dick.

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"from whence"
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"...the exception that proves the rule"
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any use of the question "spit or swallow?"
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the phrase "drop trou"
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fake-o reviewer verbs:
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"helmed" for directed
"lensed" for whatever
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"expat"
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"passed away"
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pronouncing merci beaucoup as "mercy buckets!"
(see also: "grassy-ass!")



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"confinscated"
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trying children "as adults"
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"drownded"
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misuse of reflexive pronouns, as when someone says "Please talk to Bob or myself." Come on people now. "Myself" is not just a fancy version of "me"! LEARN IT.
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tattoos in the Courier font
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any use of Comic Sans