.. I found online. You might have read them before, apparently they're 'famous' but I'd never seen them until today.
Both are written by the kind of guys most girls hope they'll never meet, yet we do seem to stumble across them, not realizing until it's too late.
Both guys were fired after their emails reached their bosses.
Email 1
From: Luxton, Trevor
Sent: Wednesday, October 02, 2002 9:20 AM
Subject: Story time
Last night I was all geared up for a night in front of the telly watching football, having a ruby and a couple of beers while Jo's still away. Suddenly I get a text from Laura my mates ex which says I'm coming round because I need to see you.
So she comes round and we get chatting about all sorts of stuff and then we start kissing a fondling (as you do). Then I find my self sitting in the arm chair with a beer in one hand remote in the other, West ham on the box and Laura on her knees sucking my piece...
Then the phone rings and it's Jo who was bored at the airport...
So now I've got my beer, Laura sucking and Jo chatting to me on the dog…when Laura stops sucking looks up at me winks and whispers "say hello to Jo for me" and then gets back to the job in hand...
Am I the worst boyfriend in the world or what?????
Both are written by the kind of guys most girls hope they'll never meet, yet we do seem to stumble across them, not realizing until it's too late.
Both guys were fired after their emails reached their bosses.
Email 1
From: Luxton, Trevor
Sent: Wednesday, October 02, 2002 9:20 AM
Subject: Story time
Last night I was all geared up for a night in front of the telly watching football, having a ruby and a couple of beers while Jo's still away. Suddenly I get a text from Laura my mates ex which says I'm coming round because I need to see you.
So she comes round and we get chatting about all sorts of stuff and then we start kissing a fondling (as you do). Then I find my self sitting in the arm chair with a beer in one hand remote in the other, West ham on the box and Laura on her knees sucking my piece...
Then the phone rings and it's Jo who was bored at the airport...
So now I've got my beer, Laura sucking and Jo chatting to me on the dog…when Laura stops sucking looks up at me winks and whispers "say hello to Jo for me" and then gets back to the job in hand...
Am I the worst boyfriend in the world or what?????
Email 2
From: Peter Chung
Subject: LIVING LIKE A KING
Date: Tue, 15 May 2001 20:26:21 -0400
MIME-Version: 1.0
X-Mailer: Internet Mail Service (5.5.2653.19)
Content-Type: text/plain
So I've been in Korea for about a week and a half now and what can I say, LIFE IS GOOD....
I've got a spanking brand new 2000 sq. foot 3 bedroom apt. with a 200 sq. foot terrace running the entire length of my apartment with a view overlooking Korea's main river and nightline......Why do I need 3 bedrooms? Good question,.... the main bedroom is for my queen size bed,...where CHUNG is going to fuck every hot chick in Korea over the next 2 years (5 down, 1,000,000,000 left to go).... the second bedroom is for my harem of chickies, and the third bedroom is for all of you fuckers when you come out to visit my ass in Korea. I go out to Korea's finest clubs, bars and lounges pretty much every other night on the weekdays and everyday on the weekends to (I think in about 2 months, after I learn a little bit of the buyside business I'll probably go out every night on the weekdays). I know I was a stud in NYC but I pretty much get about, on average, 5-8 phone numbers a night and at least 3 hot chicks that say that they want to go home with me every night I go out. I love the buyside,.... I have bankers calling me everyday with opportunties and they pretty much cater to my every whim - you know (golfing events, lavish dinners, a night out clubbing). The guys I work with are also all chilll - I live in the same apt building as my VP and he drives me around in his Porsche (1 of 3 in all of Korea) to work and when we go out. What can I say,.... live is good,... CHUNG is KING of his domain here in Seoul.....
So,.... all of you fuckers better keep in touch and start making plans to come out and visit my ass ASAP, I'll show you guys an unbelievable time....My contact info is below.... Oh, by the way,... someone's gotta start fedexing me boxes of domes,...I brought out about 40 but I think I'll run out of them by Saturday.....
Laters,
CHUNG
Peter Chung
The Carlyle Group
I hate guys like this Peter. I never hate anything or anyone (except Hitler), but I actually do hate people with that attitude. You can't argue with them, you can't reason with them. Whatever you do they look down on you and say you'll come around and see things their way because they're right.
A lot of people claim they're right and want you to see things their way, but there are some people, I'd like to say they're too cocky for their own good but the fact is they tend to lead rather good lives, kiss some butt, have all the right stuff and make it to the top where they make more money and feel even better about themselves.
I can't talk to people like that because they don't listen. They know they're right - they've got what everyone else wants - they KNOW everyone is jealous of them. It's not true, but they still know it is.
What can you say to that?
They've already been fired.
ReplyDeleteOther than that, just ignore them. It's funny watching the king-sized rats trying to act big when they're left all alone in their glass boxes.
Wouldn't be surprised if both of them have been given black eyes/broken noses at some point too. I know you say that resorting to violence doesn't solve much, but there are times when a little corporal discipline can solve a lot of problems.