Down the ladder
I’m fed up with peoples attitude towards me.
People have no respect. This twat at work actually wrote on an A4 piece of paper “Keep off Alex” in regards to me sitting in his chair on his day off. Everyone sits anywhere at work and no-one usually minds.
Oh but wait, fate sees an opportunity for someone else to disrespect me again. You might be reading this and thinking “It’s just a note…get over it” and while I’d like to buy into that theory, there is just this niggling inclination that this guy would rather talk to a piece of dog shit than speak two words to me.
No respect.
At college, people just talk over me. When I go out and socialise, I’m usually the scapegoat for other people’s enjoyment…THAT IS WHY I HATE GOING OUT…the joke is always on me.
No respect.
“It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how I keep from going under”
I sat there at work and considered this lack of respect.
Maybe it’s my fault, maybe I’m too like this…or too like that.
Fuck that…I AM A STAND UP GUY. That’s right…self belief in my character. It’s just everyone else’s character I have doubts about. I saw Dale on the way home…I’ve known him for 15 years and he ignored me! Haha! He ignored me….15 years…ignored me…15 years.
But Alex did you say hi?
YES!
No wonder I attempted a recluse lifestyle ‘cos 90% of people are selfish, materialistic, shallow, ignorant and disrespectful
“Don’t push me ‘cos I’m close to the edge”
Look at Jason…he’s 3 years older than me and he has a kid. He has no money…can’t feed ‘em, can’t raise ‘em…but fuck it, lets shower this loser with gifts of respect and adulation.
Sad things is I don’t consider him a loser really, I only say that as an angry reaction.
I’m going to buy a fucking shotgun and kill everyone bar a few people.
People have no respect. This twat at work actually wrote on an A4 piece of paper “Keep off Alex” in regards to me sitting in his chair on his day off. Everyone sits anywhere at work and no-one usually minds.
Oh but wait, fate sees an opportunity for someone else to disrespect me again. You might be reading this and thinking “It’s just a note…get over it” and while I’d like to buy into that theory, there is just this niggling inclination that this guy would rather talk to a piece of dog shit than speak two words to me.
No respect.
At college, people just talk over me. When I go out and socialise, I’m usually the scapegoat for other people’s enjoyment…THAT IS WHY I HATE GOING OUT…the joke is always on me.
No respect.
“It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how I keep from going under”
I sat there at work and considered this lack of respect.
Maybe it’s my fault, maybe I’m too like this…or too like that.
Fuck that…I AM A STAND UP GUY. That’s right…self belief in my character. It’s just everyone else’s character I have doubts about. I saw Dale on the way home…I’ve known him for 15 years and he ignored me! Haha! He ignored me….15 years…ignored me…15 years.
But Alex did you say hi?
YES!
No wonder I attempted a recluse lifestyle ‘cos 90% of people are selfish, materialistic, shallow, ignorant and disrespectful
“Don’t push me ‘cos I’m close to the edge”
Look at Jason…he’s 3 years older than me and he has a kid. He has no money…can’t feed ‘em, can’t raise ‘em…but fuck it, lets shower this loser with gifts of respect and adulation.
Sad things is I don’t consider him a loser really, I only say that as an angry reaction.
I’m going to buy a fucking shotgun and kill everyone bar a few people.
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