casperBrittain
north bend, Or.
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Anger Management.......
When you 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, take it out on
someone you don't know.
I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to
make. I found the number and dialed it.
A man answered, saying "Hello."
I politely said, "This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn
Carter?"
Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear "Get the right f***ing
number!" and the phone was slammed down on me.
I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down
Robyn's correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally
transposed the last two digits.
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 *******!" and
hung up.
I wrote his number down with the word '*******' 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 *******!"
It always cheered me up
When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my
therapeutic '*******'
calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this
is John Smith from the telephone company. I'm calling to see if you're
familiar with our Caller ID Program?"
He yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone.
I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an *******!"
and hung up.
One day I was at the store, 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'd been waiting
for that spot, but the idiot ignored me.
I noticed a ! "For Sale " sign in his back window, so I wrote down his
number.
A
couple of days later, right after calling the first ******* (I had his
number on speed dial,) I thought that I'd better call the BMW
*******,too.
I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?"
He said, "Yes, it is."
I asked, "Can you tell me where I can see it?"
He said, "Yes, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax , and the car's
parked right out in front."
I asked, "What's your name?"
He said, "My name is Don Hansen,"
I asked, "When's a good time to catch you, Don?"
He said, "I'm home every evening after five."
I said, "Listen, Don, can I tell you something?"
He said, "Yes?"
I said, "Don, you're an
*******!"
Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.
Now, when I had a problem, I had two *******s to call.
Then I came up with an idea.
I called ******* #1.
He said, "Hello."
I said, "You're an *******!" (But I didn't hang up.)
He asked, "Are you still there?"
I said, "Yeah,"
He screamed, "Stop calling me!!!!!!!!,"
I said, "Make me,"
He asked, "Who are you?"
I said, "My name is Don Hansen."
He said, "Yeah? Where do you live?"
I said, "*******, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax . I have a
black Beamer 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, *******," and hung up.
Then I called ******* #2.
He said, "Hello?"
I said, "Hello, *******,"
He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..."
I said, "You'll what?"
He exclaimed, "I'll kick your ass,"
I answered, "Well, *******, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now."
Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at
34 Oaktree Blvd?, in Fairfax , and that I was on my way home to kill my
gay lover.
Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down on Oaktree
Blvd. in Fairfax .
I quickly got into my car and headed over to Fairfax .
I got there just
in time to watch two *******s beating the******out of
each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter and
surrounded by a news crew.
NOW I feel much better.
Anger management really does work.
Some minds are like concrete, thoroughly mixed up and
permanently set.
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