This story should have been done around October, but life has been doing my head in. This is going to take longer, because I have been punching my keyboard, and now the space button doesn’t work, and I have to keep returning to insert F* space. 
Been going in and out of doctors, assessments and assignment for studying. New Televison is broken. I have to confess, it flickers every so often. So F* it, I remembered the baseball bat my sister gave me and I whacked it one. Oh! Wow, the noise, the crackling noise, the glass everywhere, its amazing how better I felt after. Though I did feel a bit sorry for the television though, tough it should have done what I told it to do and properly. Oh, and I bit my mobile also, and that isn’t working to well either. 
Right the bit I had to tell in October that I missed out.
I go to the recycle place a few times, and you hardly see anyone to get advice. Oh, that is unless my dog cames out and, Whalah!!!!! All of a sudden someone appears and all your hear is,
“Please put your dog in the car”,
I said to this person the dog is doing no one any harm, and he said a car might be coming along at some speed.
“Well. The sign reads 5 mph”,
He quoted if cars come it might run over the dog,
I mean, what let me see! Doh! I see a car coming and even though my dog is standing 2 feet from me, Doh! Even if he happens to be in middle of road, which he is not, Doh!!! I see a car coming and my dog is in middle of road, what do I do, Doh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
One time, I could not find anyone for advice, so I made Moss sneak out, oh!!! And less than 10 seconds, sneaks right up being, the small-inbred geek turns up, my height, think roughly my age and fair curly hair. Amazing eh!!!
So here we go. I went to recycle some stuff, and some items are not so easy, I wouldn’t call it paper or cardboard. I couldn’t see anyone walking about, but saw a guy on the phone in the portakabin, so I thought,
“You don’t need him to come out, he could just point”, save anyone any bother. Give you all an example.
1. I was shown into doctors by a receptionist, he was on the phone and he pointed at the seat to instruct me to sit there.
2. An accountant I know was on the phone, and I pointed to cup, see if he wanted a cup of tea, he shook his head and carried on.
3. Friend next-door, who is a chief, was on the phone and someone did not know where to put something, they pointed at the item, and whilst on the phone the chef pointed to the cupboard where it went.
Now does viewers get my point here. Some people on the phone may say,
Hold on to the person on phone, quickly point where it goes and then carry on the conversation. Logically it would be stupid standing there waiting for a one second answer.. So the guy in the portakabin, shook his head, ignored me, looked down and carried on conversation.
Fine, I thought, and carried on with 2 other items. I waited for few minutes, and then he came out,
“Can you not see I was on the phone, blah! blah! blah!”, in a rough voice, and mentioned something about doing more than one thing at a time.
I tried to explain that he only needed to point, and as soon as I opened my mouth, he started to talk over me, I listened, and said,
“I hear your point, now mine is…...”, and he started talking over again,.. 
In other words every time I tried to explain, but he would just talk over me, I tried again, and it just went on. My voice was getting louder, as he was just talking over me, and not listening. I was getting pissed off. 
Then he said,
“Do not come to this recycle place again, your barred”. He walked back into the portakabin. I followed him, and said,
“Can I have that in writing”, I know he has no authority to make that statement.
He replied “No”.
I said,
“You cannot make a statement as that without you sending it to me in writing, my address is …………………”.
Of course he refused.
I said,
“When I return, I want exactly what you said in writing”, I walked off, and he came after, quoting to me that he will call the police,
“Go ahead then, I am just asking for what you just said in writing, not too much to ask”, then he disappeared back into his portakabin.
I finished and went up and asked for the paper as what he said, he handed me a phone number and told me to phone his boss. Whilst doing this, he came out with this statement. This is exactly what he said,
“I heard about you, everyone round here thinks you are a fruitcake”. 
Oh for F*************** sake here we go, it’s like being back at school, primary. My mum says this about your mum, and my friend says this about you. It reminded me of that half brain bike in the chocolate shop, “My friend says this about you”,
Who gives a F*** who says what about whoever.
You all have just proved to me, that you sit in a small room, in your spare time, talking about me and finding me that much of an interesting subject. I’m obviously bothering you. You all have sat in your group, proved to everyone that I somehow in your thoughts. I should feel flattered you all find me that much of an interesting person to talk about, but my bloody ears are burning. Have you not got anyone else to talk about? I am glad you all find my life that interesting, wish I did too. You spend what time you have talking about me. I am a bit pissed off. I haven’t found anyone interesting enough locally to talk about.
Why is it, when some people get found out that they are in the wrong, especially the ones who try to use build themselves an empire building with sand, insults start squirting out of there smelly breath mouth and you never do get it in writing either, because they know they are wrong.
Is that the best you all intellectual no brains can do. 
So I phoned his boss and explained what was said, and what do you think his boss said,
“No, I don’t think he said that, it’s not like him”,
I said,
“Yes he did, and I don’t like to be called a liar”,
His reply was
“I am not calling you that, it just doesn’t sound like him”,
So what is he doing, someone with a brain tell me. So I returned to the Portakabin with his boss on my mobile and said to him,
“Did you or did you not call me a fruitcake”.
He noticed the mobile in my hand, he replied
“Never said such a thing, what word was that?”
Oh here we go, another male in Fort William, who acts like a dick but has no balls to go with it.
I replied to him,
“Yes you did, do not lie”,
“No, I didn’t”,
In the conversation before, he mentioned I put nail polish bottles in the bin, and ruined all the glass, so I mentioned this, he denied again, I repeated the exact line to him, and then he said
“I said you were acting like fruitcake”,
Oh right, so we got from, you are a fruitcake to never said that word at all to I was acting like a fruitcake.
WHAT A F************ DICK”,
So I left the place, I sent a text to his boss, forgive me if this offends, because I do know some men who do the bins,
“You all call me a fruitcake, and what profession are you doing, bin men, says it all doesn’t it”.
At this point, if I never had my dogs, I would have taken the chance and stabbed him with a knife right through his guts and hung him on the wall of the portakabin with it. I would have happily paid someone to batter him there and then, and watch with great pleasure and satisfaction.
The chef, whom I know, told me I should have just thrown all the stuff on the ground and drove off.
The other point, a friend Alan popped up for a chat. I was telling him about it. He said that was strange. Him and his mate was doing up a house couple of weeks ago, and emptied all the stuff in the recycle place. His mate has an Alsatian, and whilst they were emptying stuff, the dog was running and jumping about. He asked me, if the guy was my height, fair curly short hair.
“Yes, this was the one who keeps telling me to put dog in car”
Well, he saw him looking over, but never came and told either of them to put the dog in the car.
So I got my friend, who is a joiner. He went there to empty wood, and took his collie, and nobody told him to put his dog in the car. The joiner said, of course he wouldn’t, there would be more confrontation, and he wouldn’t call any guy a fruitcake, because he would have got a punch in the face.
DOESN’T IT SAY IT ALL?
WHAT IS THE USE OF BEING A DICK IF YOU GOT NO BALL TO GO WITH IT!!USELESS EH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |