I was once told by a very old, very wise man that ‘there wasn’t a problem in the world that couldn’t be solved by a little will power… and a shit load of plastic explosive.’
I have had it recently. I mean I really can’t be bothered with people anymore. Most of you fuckers will let each other down eventually and most of you haven’t even got the sense you were born with. 90% of people I meet, I hate. I really want most people to just fucking die. Sounds like I’m being an arrogant twat right? What makes me better than anything else? Nothing, I am exactly the same as every person roaming around on this rock. From the richest man on the planet to the poorest, I am no different. So why do all you piss me off so much?
I am a fucking moron, a mug, if I wasn’t I wouldn’t be treated like one at work. I wouldn’t let people walk all over me; I would have a more extensive social life.
And it’s true that I have become a bit of a social hermit and turned my back on the local scene for a while but it’s not like you knocking my door down to see if I’m okay. Not even a fucking text message, but if I miss a social event then I’m the cunt. Well no, I’m not; I’m just the cunt that doesn’t give a fuck about anybody anymore.
I find sitting in a room with a load of other blokes just drinking and listening to the same old tunes on the jukebox wares a little thin after about 10 years or so. I need a little something extra in my life now, I’m really not happy with just settling for that. I need a little creative input.
For so long I gave a shit, was pleasant and enjoyed the company of others. But then I realised that I have nothing in common with anyone anymore, my views and opinions have become so warped over the years that I have become quite the social cripple, and I like it. I enjoy being on my own, I don’t miss people in the slightest. I find myself dethatching from society more and more every day. I sick of being pummelled by this country and everything it stands for. I’m sick of people moaning about things that are out of our hands, out of our control, and to be honest if these people hated things so much they would get off their fat arse and do something about it. But they won’t, they just sit there and moan. Shut the fuck up and get on with it!
You might think that that is what I’m doing, just having a whinge, a moan. Well in a way I am, but at least you have the choice to stop reading this shit. Imagine having to sit in a tiny, dirty office and listen to a string of lazy, bloated drivers coming and going moaning about their boring old day for about 12 hours. These people moan about the stupidest of things, the light bulbs on the lorry for example, ‘they are too dim’. I shit you not!
It’s because they spend all day on their own, just driving so they find stuff to moan about so they can spend a little time with someone. Even the companionship of someone that doesn’t really care that much is still companionship I guess.
‘They have shut one side of the services up at…….’ I don’t care.
I haven’t been sleeping well of late either; mind you I’m not one for sleeping much anymore. I think I used up all my sleep time when I was a teenager. I used to be able to sleep so much when I was younger, days sometimes, just stay in bed for a whole weekend. Almost like a mini hibernation, I wish I could still do that. But I fear I am cursed.
Insomnia! Bastard! I can’t sleep for love nor money. I try to go to sleep when I get in from work, you see I work till late and often don’t get home the right side of midnight. But I will just sit there for ages just watching TV; I need to unwind when I get in, just for a couple of hours, but then its 4, maybe 5 o’clock in the morning before I crash out.
I’ve got some time off coming up am I’m going to sleep like a dead bear in winter. I am going to catch up. 9 days off to be exact and I’m going to try and spend at least 5 of them in a state of unconsciousness or at best, just in bed!
Most probably why I’m so anti-social of recently, but what the hell do you care, if you have had the patients to sit and read this self-indulgent rant then fair play to you. Shows that you might not be part of the 90%, ha-ha!