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Today was a miraculously shithole day. It's like people were deliberately trying to piss me off today. When I say something, I do not expect to repeat it so many times that I feel like stabbing myself just to make you not say either "Are you sure that that doesn't do this?" or "Are you sure you can do that?" First things first, If I have something on "display" that was given to me by someone I really care about, and it looks delicate. It stands to reason that if someone I didn't know picked it up, ruined the way it was standing, and then continued to ask a single question that seemed so infuriating to me when I replied the same answer a total of three times, then two more for the road would be ripped apart to little shreds. If it was someone I knew, then most they would get is a very very annoyed blog entry.

The question was "Is that little box a speaker?"

Answer : "No it isn't. It is just to accompany that display."

2nd question : "yea but does it work?"

Answer : "No it is just to accompany that display and it doesnt work."

3rd question : "So what is that little box?"

Answer : "its plastic and meant to look like a speaker for the display"

4th : "For all I know it could work. Are you sure it doesnt?"

Seriously there are sometimes where I just want to scream so loud that dead people will hear me and say "whats your problem?"
I really want to just carry a bunch of "I'm stupid" signs with me. Then everyone can know. I mean you'll be like "'scuse me do you know where......Oh sorry didnt see your sign carry on."

Think about it. "Do you know whats wrong with the product?" "Yes I know whats wrong with it. I just decided to come to a professional who I'm paying money to just to say the same thing. Heres your sign."

Like if its spread over the course of a few day I dont mind. 5 in less than 50 seconds is so much I feel like I just made an oral english speech. So yea. Upsetting the things I treasure most is a great way to make an arch enemy.