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| DATE | 2004-09-25 |
| FROM | Mike Richardson - NYLXS PRESIDENT
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| SUBJECT | Subject: [hangout] [Fwd: [Politics] FW: Interesting approach to stress] (fwd)
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Date: Sat, 25 Sep 2004 02:51:11 -0400
From: Michael L. Richardson
To: michae-work
Subject: [Fwd: [Politics] FW: Interesting approach to stress]
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> From: Andrea
> To: politics-at-lists.mx2pro.com
> Subject: [Politics] FW: Interesting approach to stress
> Date: Fri, 24 Sep 2004 21:24:25 -0600
>
> A friend sent this....interesting approach..
>
>
> 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.
>
> It all started one day when I was sitting at my desk and 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 Stephen. May 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 wrong. 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 cheered 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 is John
> Smith from the Telephone Company. I'm just calling to see if you're
> interested in 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!"
>
> One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot. Some
> guy in a black BMW M3 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 the
> spot.The idiot ignored me and then stuck his middle finger out the window
> and waved it around. I noticed he had 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 had his number on speed dial ), I thought I had better call the BMW
> asshole, too.
>
> I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW M3 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 very modern white house, and
> the car's parked right out in front."
> "What's your name?" I asked. "My name is Don Burgemeyer," 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 to call. But after several months of calling
> them, it wasn't as enjoyable as it used to be. So, I came up with an 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 Burgemeyer."
> "Yeah? Where do you live?"
> "Asshole, I live at 1802 West 34th Street, a white house, and to make easy
> for you, my black BMW M3 is 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. Bring your lunch!!"
>
> 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 that I was on my way over there to kill my gay
> lover. Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down on West
> 34th Street.
>
> I quickly got into my car and headed over to 34th street. There I saw two
> assholes beating the crap out of each other in front of six squad cars, a
> police helicopter, and a news crew.
>
> NOW, I feel better. Anger management totally works..
>
>
>
>
>
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