Some real freaks are reading this as well. Well good for them. It’s not that the brigade of overrated autistic hired computerdonkeys did not do any damage at all over the past decade and a half; and before that as well. They’re too stupid to understand that themselves because they’re brainwashed by big plans and get paid for doing something other than being yelled at by some manager to get things done quicker.
That truly is worth participating in an industry dedicated to the torture of an individual in the name of science and medics, right?
Anyway, the big fake rpg prescribes (unsurprisingly) that people openly showing surprise should be kept as far as possible from anyone. Hey, that’s why there are at least four fake streaming platforms erected. Anything, and really anything, to get those programs in, right folks? You really got an insane amount of resources.
A bit of real life support for a month surely wasn’t interesting enough. Torture and experiments for over a decade is what we should spend our money on!
If that means ‘no new friends’ then there will not be new friends. I mean if it’s too hard to understand automutilation then I obviously understand that some simple online stuff as a reply to absolutely lunatic experiments is also way over your head. You just hired a bunch of kindergartenkids as overlords, that’s certain.
So let’s start about Guam. We’re going to do some deep researching on figuring out whether I’m approachable or not (muahahahahaha what a joke). All right so I get at customs, this was at the luggage part of it, and the customs guy had a great time. He asked a few questions and I just replied ‘yes’ to all of them. But in the US you have to add ‘sir’ of course, so I only did that wrong five times in a row, but he didn’t seem to mind; he just always finished my sentence by adding the word ‘sir’.
Yeah it’s weird. We are really not used to that. Only Indian and US folk I guess, but I could be wrong there.
Then, apart from the usual, he asked
Him: So what are you doing in life at the moment?
Me: I just graduated (I just had, a month before. Those weeks when everything in my life died there was still enough time to graduate I guess or so.)
Him: (sth. like) Oh, in what field?
Me: Oh, something with politics.
Him: I see. History right? And he smiled.
Me: How…..?!
And then I realized that he knew me. And I could go on. This was weird. Things are about to get much, much, weirder. Don’t worry, I remember.
But yay I had made it to Guam. Don’t worry, there’s much more to come 🙂
