Now this is real anger management.

Kalsedony · 11-09-2002, 03:42 AM

Anger Management:

For all of you who occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don’t take it out on someone you know.

I was sitting at my desk, when I remembered a phone call I had forgotten to make. I found the number, and dialed it. A man answered saying, “Hello?”

I politely said, “This is Fred Hannifin, could I please speak with Robin Carter?”

Suddenly, the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn’t believe that anyone could be so rude.

I tracked down Robin’s correct number, and called her. (I had transposed the last two digits of her phone number.)

After hanging up with her, I decided to call the ‘wrong’ number again. When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled, “You’re an asshole!” and hung up. I wrote his number down, with the word ‘asshole’ next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I’d call him up and yell, “You’re an asshole!” It always seemed to cheer me up.

When Caller ID came to our area, I thought my therapeutic ‘asshole’ calling would have to stop. So I called his number and said, “Hi, this John Smith from the Telephone Company. I’m just calling to see if you’re familiar with the Caller ID program?”

He yelled, “NO!” and slammed the phone down. I quickly called him back and said, “That’s because you’re an asshole!”

Now, one day I was going to the store and getting ready to pull into a parking spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off, and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I had been waiting for that spot. The idiot ignored me, but I did notice a “For Sale” sign in his car window, so I wrote down his number.

A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole (I now had his number on speed dial), I thought I had better call the BMW asshole too.

I dialed and someone said, “Hello?”

I said, “Is this the guy with the black BMW for sale?”

“Yes it is.”

“Can you tell me where I can see it?”

“Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th Street. It’s a yellow house and the car’s parked right out front.”

“What’s your name?” I asked.

“My name is Don Hansen,” he said.

“When’s a good time to catch you, Don?”

“I’m home every evening after five.”

“Listen, Don, can I tell you something?”

“Yes?”

“Don, you’re an asshole!” Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too. Now when I had a problem, I had two assholes I could call.

But, after several months of calling them, it wasn’t as enjoyable as it used to be. So I came up with a lovely idea. I called Asshole #1.

“Hello?”

“You’re an asshole!” (But I didn’t hang up.)

“Are you still there?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I said.

“Stop calling me,” he screamed.

“Make me,” I said.

“Who are you?” he asked.

“My name is Don Hansen.”

“Yeah? Where do you live?”

“I live at 1802 West 34th Street, asshole. It’s a yellow house with my black Beemer parked in front.”

He said, “I’m coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers.”

I said, “Yeah, like I’m really scared, asshole!”

Then, I called Asshole #2. “Hello?” he said.

“Hello, Asshole,” I said.

He yelled, “If I ever find out who you are…”

“You’ll what?” I said.

“I’ll kick your ass,” he exclaimed.

I answered, “Well, asshole, here’s your chance. I’m coming over right now.” Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 1802 West 34th Street and I was on my way over to kill my gay lover. Then I called Channel 13 news about a gang war going down on West 34th Street.

I quickly drove over to West 34th Street. When I got there, I saw the two assholes beating the living crap out of each other in front of 6 squad cars, a police helicopter, and the Channel 13 news crew.

Now I felt better.

Lie · 11-09-2002, 03:47 AM

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That was too good.

Kalsedony · 11-09-2002, 03:50 AM

I gotta find me some assholes to call. Must keep in mind always to call from a pay phone, however.

Too bad I'm paranoid about phones. It's probably much cooler if you don't hate talking on the damn things.

Why Am I So Ugly? · 11-09-2002, 04:55 AM

There's no channel 13 news team in st. louis!

Samsa · 11-09-2002, 05:11 AM

ahhh ha ha. ha ha. ha. ha.

severin · 11-09-2002, 05:15 AM

OLD....but still good nontheless

FearFactory · 11-09-2002, 05:16 AM

Welcome to 1996, motherfucker.

tear stained glass · 11-09-2002, 05:21 AM

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Originally posted by FearFactory
Welcome to 1996, motherfucker.

OMG TEH PUMPKINZ R ON TEH RADIO NOW!!111

FearFactory · 11-09-2002, 05:26 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by tear stained glass
OMG TEH PUMPKINZ R ON TEH RADIO NOW!!111

jared · 11-09-2002, 05:44 AM

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Originally posted by FearFactory
Welcome to chicago, motherfucker.

ahhh that's better

FearFactory · 11-09-2002, 06:35 AM

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Originally posted by bittertrance

ahhh that's better

That's so... krazee!

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11-09-2002, 03:42 AM	#1
Kalsedony Ownz Location: St. Louis, MO Posts: 766	Now this is real anger management. Anger Management: For all of you who occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don’t take it out on someone you know. I was sitting at my desk, when I remembered a phone call I had forgotten to make. I found the number, and dialed it. A man answered saying, “Hello?” I politely said, “This is Fred Hannifin, could I please speak with Robin Carter?” Suddenly, the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn’t believe that anyone could be so rude. I tracked down Robin’s correct number, and called her. (I had transposed the last two digits of her phone number.) After hanging up with her, I decided to call the ‘wrong’ number again. When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled, “You’re an asshole!” and hung up. I wrote his number down, with the word ‘asshole’ next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I’d call him up and yell, “You’re an asshole!” It always seemed to cheer me up. When Caller ID came to our area, I thought my therapeutic ‘asshole’ calling would have to stop. So I called his number and said, “Hi, this John Smith from the Telephone Company. I’m just calling to see if you’re familiar with the Caller ID program?” He yelled, “NO!” and slammed the phone down. I quickly called him back and said, “That’s because you’re an asshole!” Now, one day I was going to the store and getting ready to pull into a parking spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off, and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I had been waiting for that spot. The idiot ignored me, but I did notice a “For Sale” sign in his car window, so I wrote down his number. A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole (I now had his number on speed dial), I thought I had better call the BMW asshole too. I dialed and someone said, “Hello?” I said, “Is this the guy with the black BMW for sale?” “Yes it is.” “Can you tell me where I can see it?” “Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th Street. It’s a yellow house and the car’s parked right out front.” “What’s your name?” I asked. “My name is Don Hansen,” he said. “When’s a good time to catch you, Don?” “I’m home every evening after five.” “Listen, Don, can I tell you something?” “Yes?” “Don, you’re an asshole!” Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too. Now when I had a problem, I had two assholes I could call. But, after several months of calling them, it wasn’t as enjoyable as it used to be. So I came up with a lovely idea. I called Asshole #1. “Hello?” “You’re an asshole!” (But I didn’t hang up.) “Are you still there?” he asked. “Yeah,” I said. “Stop calling me,” he screamed. “Make me,” I said. “Who are you?” he asked. “My name is Don Hansen.” “Yeah? Where do you live?” “I live at 1802 West 34th Street, asshole. It’s a yellow house with my black Beemer parked in front.” He said, “I’m coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers.” I said, “Yeah, like I’m really scared, asshole!” Then, I called Asshole #2. “Hello?” he said. “Hello, Asshole,” I said. He yelled, “If I ever find out who you are…” “You’ll what?” I said. “I’ll kick your ass,” he exclaimed. I answered, “Well, asshole, here’s your chance. I’m coming over right now.” Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 1802 West 34th Street and I was on my way over to kill my gay lover. Then I called Channel 13 news about a gang war going down on West 34th Street. I quickly drove over to West 34th Street. When I got there, I saw the two assholes beating the living crap out of each other in front of 6 squad cars, a police helicopter, and the Channel 13 news crew. Now I felt better.

11-09-2002, 03:47 AM	#2
Lie Socialphobic Location: Goin' out West where they'll appreciate me Posts: 10,001	http://www.plauder-smilies.com/happy/roflmao.gif That was too good.

11-09-2002, 03:50 AM	#3
Kalsedony Ownz Location: St. Louis, MO Posts: 766	I gotta find me some assholes to call. Must keep in mind always to call from a pay phone, however. Too bad I'm paranoid about phones. It's probably much cooler if you don't hate talking on the damn things.

11-09-2002, 04:55 AM	#4
Why Am I So Ugly? Apocalyptic Poster Location: in a bottle for 100 years Posts: 3,835	There's no channel 13 news team in st. louis!

11-09-2002, 05:11 AM	#5
Samsa Banned Location: A theater near you Posts: 7,929	ahhh ha ha. ha ha. ha. ha.