I started a new diary for the sake of...well nothing. I guess just for shits and giggles? I have a lot of feelings. Perhaps I can share them here with you... Here's something: Once a customer was a real asshole over the phone and had accused me of being "rude", so I wrote down their address and told my friend about it. I gave him their address and he "painted their cars with eggs". I felt really bad because the cunt over the phone was ordering pizza for her friends at that address. Her friends had to pay for her incredible cunt-ness. I justify my feelings by saying anyone who chooses to be friends with someone that fucking mean is probably mean as well and fucking deserved it. Maybe I just like that story.