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bumble
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blah----toking
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Jun 27 22:09 UTC 2000 |
day in
day out
day in
day out
May I help you?
No
No
No, I can't help you
Your ignorance will be your demise, and
no matter how hard I try, I cannot help
you
It's your denial of the obvious
The blatantly clear
That prevents me from helping
May I help you?
I'd really like to
but no
No
No, I can't help you
I can place a band-aid on your gangrenous
idiocy, but I cannot cut this infection
away
I cannot help you
I cannot help you
I cannot help you
I would like to
But your ignorance denies me
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bumble
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response 1 of 9:
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Jun 27 22:11 UTC 2000 |
Lo all, been away a bit long, sucked into EverQuest and all
that and I've written very little worth keeping, much less posting,
but i kinda liked this one, describes my current state, working
tech support is wearing me way down
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arianna
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response 2 of 9:
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Jun 27 23:25 UTC 2000 |
EverQuest. Gah. Another addict emerges.
As usual, your poem slices right to the point -- I hear you, any sort of
service career eventually wears you down.
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orinoco
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response 3 of 9:
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Jun 28 02:54 UTC 2000 |
EverQuest? Dare I ask?
"a band-aid on your gangrenous iiocy" -- I want a bumper sticker that says
that.
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bumble
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response 4 of 9:
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Jun 28 13:30 UTC 2000 |
EverQuest...aka EverCrack....mud with a beautiful GUI
hehe...maybe a t-shirt even <g>
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orinoco
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response 5 of 9:
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Jun 29 18:01 UTC 2000 |
Ah, okay.
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freedom
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response 6 of 9:
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Jul 2 23:07 UTC 2000 |
hmm, I'm a little lost in all the Ever Quest conversation, but this poem is
cool because it's very, hmmm...realistic? Kinda of like the "no no no" part
is how you fell when someone keeps asking you, and thres NOTHING you can
do..cause they won't help themselves...and I get the feelings that the writer
is like..hmm...(lots of hmms today!) is done caring, and is now just exhausted
in annoyance of the situation or person..
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bumble
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response 7 of 9:
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Jul 3 14:37 UTC 2000 |
not done caring, but deffinately exhausted, it like, you tell them the same
thing over and over and they just won't listen, so you try telling them in
a different way, and it just doesnt help, cause they don't want to learn how
to help themselves, and it's just so apparant that they want to wallow in
their own helpless ignorance, and all you want to do is scream, but you can't,
cause you really do care, and you really do want to help, but after 8 hours
of beating your head against a wall, 8 hours a day for 11 months, and you
still have 3 hours to go today, and you already took your last smoke break,
and as soon as you got back from smoking you had to deal with rebuilding a
12meg database with some secretary who's entire history of computer expertise
is limited to 8 years of running word perfect 5.0 on a dos machine
anyway
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jazz
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response 8 of 9:
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Jul 4 22:34 UTC 2000 |
Oh, I like the opening part of the first sentence, and I'm going to
*cough* appropriate it for a poem ...
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bumble
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response 9 of 9:
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Jul 5 12:59 UTC 2000 |
hehe...be my guest ,g>
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