brucestephenson said:
Join Date: May 2002
Location: Los Angeles
Posts: 2,340
Name : Wes Pollock
Rep Power: 151
Trader Rating: (2)
Warning Level: 94 Quote:
Originally Posted by brucestephenson
"Wes, we all have someone somewhere who doesn't like us, no matter how hard we try. I have only gotten negative rep once, and since I have a policy of never giving out negative rep (you never know when you may want to be friends in the future), I have no respect whatsoever for that person.
Maybe Bud is away at work? I am sure he will respond eventually."
"You are entirely entitled to your policy just as I am to mine. If I disagree strongly enough, I'll say so.
bruce, you have done some very stupid things, at least I consider them stupid. I also think you have said some very stupid things. I have expressed my opinion both here and in the negative rep points you have gotten from me.
We OBVIOUSLY have different definitions for "friend" which is also fine with me. Don't hold your breath on that one.
As far as respect, YOURS in particular, there is a thread I started in the general business forum. Read it and try to comprehend it."
Join Date: Oct 2003
Location: Tampa Bay Area, Florida.
Age: 44
Posts: 689
Name : Bruce Stephenson
Rep Power: 50
Trader Rating: (10)
Warning Level: 11 "I'm sorry you feel that way Wes. I was prepared to like you after you got back Kelli Hammack's snakes. I even good-guyed you in the certification forum! Many have told me that I am too nice to people and advise me against it.
However, I will continue to be nice to people because it makes them and me feel happy!"
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Bruce Stephenson, Jedi Master.
I was reminded of the story of the scorpion who stung the turtle that was saving him from drowning. The turtle said, "but we will both die." Then the scorpion said, "I could not help myself; that is my nature."
I am sure that YOU think there is a point here. It has eluded me so let me try one on you.
There was this guy. He lived in a tiny apartment in a big building. He shared this tiny apartment with a BIG cockroach. The cockroach would scurry out of hiding, crap in the middle of the floor, pee in the guys wheaties, and generally make a nuisence of himself.
The guy, not a bad guy mind you just a guy living in a tiny apartment with a BIG cockroach, told the roach MANY times, "I am sure that you enjoy my company, crapping on my floor and peeing in my wheaties, BUT I don't really like you. It's not that I have anything against insects in general, it's more that I just don't like YOU because you crap on my floor and pee in my wheaties and think it's funny that I haven't YET squashed the hell out of you. Someday though, I will. Squash the hell out of you, that is."
The cockroach laughed and scurried under the refridgerator, his favorite place to be when he was not crapping in the middle of the floor or peeing in the wheaties, chuckling to himself and patting himself on the carapace with four out of his six filthy hands, so to speak.
The cockroach got bolder and bolder, coming out in the middle of the day as well at all hours of the night. He was sighted in the bathroom, drinking toilet water, of course, as well as hanging out with a couple of fleas under the couch. I believe their names were neil and bud, but I may be mistaken there as it has been many longtimes since I have actually spoken to a cockroach. With his new flea pals egging him on the cockroach grew bolder and bolder, going so far as to bait the man, just an average man, living in a tiny apartment that he was basically content to share with the cockroach and his flea friends, the cockroach's not the man's, he really had NO love of vermin, by sitting on the man's, just an average man living in a tiny apartment with a BIG cockroach, shoulder while he slept and whispering in his ear. Cockroach humor is NOT funny to anyone but fleas and cockroaches so it wasn't really funny but it was annoying to the man, just an average man living in a tiny apartment with a BIG cockroach, to find cockroach footprints on his pillow and teeshirt in the morning, foul evidence purposely left by the cockroach to annoy the man, just an average man living in a tiny apartment with a BIG cockroach.
This went on for quite a while as the man, just an average man living in a tiny apartment with a BIG cockroach was actually fairly tolerant of others.
THEN one day, just an average day, nothing special or spectacular, the man had ENOUGH.
You know what the man, just an average man living in a tiny apartment with a BIG cockroach, did?
He STOPMED on that F'ING bug and that was the end of that. No more pissing in the wheaties, no more crapping in the middle of the floor, no more fleas under the sofa and no more foul whispers in the middle of the night.
Guess which part was played by you bug, er cockroach, er bruce....