Friends and Followers,
Let me start this blog by apologizing, in advance, for the ignorant, racist and foolish things that will be included in this blog. It may seem like a rant at times because I am beyond PISSED at this point. So, here it goes!
The got damn durka durka jihad (for all my Team America lovers) has my luggage. I have been without my luggage and all of its precious contents for what? Let's count them...1...2...3...4 DAYS! I'm convinced that the guys in India have them. Every time I call the United Airlines 1-800 # who answers the phone? That kid from Slumdog Millionaire (awesome movie, btw). I don't understand what they are saying and when I asked them to repeat themselves they sound offended! Oh sir! Oh no! The got damn durka durka jihad. I hate them with every once of my being right now. And today, as I was walking through the office cussin' under my breath, one of my co-workers says, "When you're mad at someone try to think of 2 nice things about them. By the time you figure it out, you won't be mad anymore." BULLSHIT! I don't know Salim. I can't think of nice things to say about someone I don't know. Especially, the people who have lost my luggage. My new luggage. The luggage I just got for Christmas. Mmmhmmm. PISSED! All I know is that all of my stuff inside my luggage better be there. Down to the last pair of underwear or there will be hell to pay, I assure you. I just want to talk to an American who speaks good English. For the life of me, I can't understand why they would put someone in a customer sevice position, in AMERICA that does not speak English! Seriously. How is that doing me any good? So frustating...
*steps off of soapbox* PISSED!
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