Hello!

I really love writing in short sentences, Sergio Ramos (and, by default, rooting for Real Madrid), and obsessively keeping my email count at 0. I'm also very clumsy, but I guess that's not really a hobby and just a curse.

so i have big gripe to pick. if you don’t know by now, i work for the ucsd school of medicine processing security badges for researchers. no big deal. really easy job. however, i’ve come to realiz that researchers are fucking bitches.
first of all, 90% of all researchers probably have a productivity of 50% or less. i mean, come on, you can’t all be finding the cure for AIDs and cancer.. not to mention, diseases are what keeps our population in check.. the world can’t sustain us all! (sorry for being a debbie downer). the other thing is, researchers are fucking asshole cunts (note, i don’t use that word at all, that’s how angry i am). they’re so pretentious.. hello, sorry you didn’t know how to deal with people so you decided to go to school to stare at cells 40+/week!
anyway, back to my job.. so i get emails a lot from researchers saying this and that about updating their card’s activity so that they can enter here and there at SOM (short for school of medicine). and i was handling this one guy’s request today, and i was like, ‘oh, just so you know, your old card is going to be deactivated because i issued you a new card. one card per person (for obvious security reasons).’ and the researcher goes, ‘so, since i’m getting a new card, can i get my $10 deposit fee back since my old card is going to be inactive?’ and i was like, ‘i can’t refund you your $10 because your card wasn’t defective in the first place, and you just wanted a new card just because..’ and the guy has the nerve to say, ‘i guess my sons will have $10 less in their inheritance.’
well, you know what? i’m fucking sorry your sons are getting $10 less when you die because you care about having more space in your wallet (as mentioned in his email)!! fuck! if you’re FUCKING worried about TEN-fucking-dollars, why don’t you go cry to the government because they’ll be taxing your sons like 50% when they get your money on your death day!!!!!!!! gr.

so i have big gripe to pick. if you don’t know by now, i work for the ucsd school of medicine processing security badges for researchers. no big deal. really easy job. however, i’ve come to realiz that researchers are fucking bitches.

first of all, 90% of all researchers probably have a productivity of 50% or less. i mean, come on, you can’t all be finding the cure for AIDs and cancer.. not to mention, diseases are what keeps our population in check.. the world can’t sustain us all! (sorry for being a debbie downer). the other thing is, researchers are fucking asshole cunts (note, i don’t use that word at all, that’s how angry i am). they’re so pretentious.. hello, sorry you didn’t know how to deal with people so you decided to go to school to stare at cells 40+/week!

anyway, back to my job.. so i get emails a lot from researchers saying this and that about updating their card’s activity so that they can enter here and there at SOM (short for school of medicine). and i was handling this one guy’s request today, and i was like, ‘oh, just so you know, your old card is going to be deactivated because i issued you a new card. one card per person (for obvious security reasons).’ and the researcher goes, ‘so, since i’m getting a new card, can i get my $10 deposit fee back since my old card is going to be inactive?’ and i was like, ‘i can’t refund you your $10 because your card wasn’t defective in the first place, and you just wanted a new card just because..’ and the guy has the nerve to say, ‘i guess my sons will have $10 less in their inheritance.’

well, you know what? i’m fucking sorry your sons are getting $10 less when you die because you care about having more space in your wallet (as mentioned in his email)!! fuck! if you’re FUCKING worried about TEN-fucking-dollars, why don’t you go cry to the government because they’ll be taxing your sons like 50% when they get your money on your death day!!!!!!!! gr.