Go to Toshi Center, ya whiney fuck!

...Perennial victims. I am so fucking sick of people who make a random everyday event easily navigated by most of us into a major dramatic crisis of infinite fucking proportions. All that energy could go back to making your life less of a soul-sucking hell, but what do I know. I'm just someone who knows fear pretty well, and that if you give in to it, you have no one to blame but yourself.

Dumbass.

You know what I really don't want to hear?

How bored you are when you have nothing to do when you resolutely REFUSE to learn every aspect of your job and I have to pick up your slack.
Shut the fuck up and piss off back to Cumbria, you twat.

"I am sorry for the delay..."

No, you're not sorry. You're a sodding computer, and machines do not have emotions. So don't tell me you're sorry that I have to stand here in the freezing cold and rain for another fifteen minutes because the train is delayed again (what is it this time? wrong kind of leaves on the line?) you rusting hunk of silicon!

read your Daily Mail and shut up, willyou?

Do you know what I hate about workshy middle class trustafarians?
That endless sense of ENTITLEMENT they have.