There have been rumors spread about me over they years. At a church I was attending someone spread the rumor that a friend had tied me nude to a tree and left me there. This, unfortunately was not true. I think I was the last person at the church to hear about this. Under the right circumstances I would enjoy being stripped, tied up and used as a cum dump and urinal. As long as my mouth and hole are easily accessible this would be a fun experience. A tree might not be the best place for this. I think I knew who started this rumor. I think he was hiding things about himself, and he wanted to draw attention away from himself and onto me. He was one of the people who would complain about anything I did that would be considered questionable by anyone. I would prefer enjoying to worrying about what other people are or are not doing.
Those who point their fingers at me complaining about what I wear or do or say should hope that they are perfect. One thing I do not tolerate is hypocrisy. I do not make decisions based on what other people might think. No matter what you do somebody is going to complain. If they want to be miserable that's their problem. I enjoy who I am and how I am developing as a person. How kinky I will become remains to be seen.
My name is Vlk Leafe and I am a gay professional asshole. I am usually a pretty laid back guy, but I am not going to let anyone tell me that is not all right for me to be who I am. I have no tolerance for racist, sexist, homophobic, transphobic or self-righteous people. I have been accused of being a heterophobe, but that's silly. My posts may ramble sometimes, but I hope they entertain and sometimes inform.
Saturday, May 9, 2015
Friday, May 8, 2015
Short Work-Related Rant
I am going to interact with my coworkers as little as possible. I am going to do my job, and talk with most of the people only about things that are related to the job. I will continue to do the best job that I can, but I have learned that there are too many people who are willing to stab others in the back. I am getting tired of going to work and worrying what complaint is going to be made about me. I am not going to spend time worrying what other people at work think about me. I am not going to let them make me miserable. I am not going to change who I am. I have little interaction with other people there anyway. I am there to work, not to be popular. I know that I am not the only one who has been stabbed in the back. I am just going to stay out of the drama as much as possible. I am sure people will still complain about something I have or haven't done. Well, fuck'em.
Waking Up Is Hard to do
They say that waking up is hard to do, Now I know I know that it's true. Well, I've known that for a long time. Sometimes my brain wants to stay in bed long after my body has left. Asleep or thinking about sex. It takes a few cups of coffee to wake me up in the morning. Once I get out of bed my body gets going, but the hard part about that can be getting out of bed. I use the snooze on the alarm on my phone a lot. I have to set my alarm for about an hour at least before I want to get out of bed. Even after my brain wakes up it takes me awhile to think in English. Ideally I would be with someone who speaks other languages, so I could mix things up a bit. Or he would not mind if I used expressions from other languages. He would not mind if I said "kurwa mać" or other similar phrases. I would also like to say things like "Я люблю тебя" or "Je t'aime" or "Te iubesc." I would want to be with someone who would not mind if my accent got a bit funky from time. I would love to be able to play with language and do other things with my tongue with him. Well, get ready world, here I come.
Thursday, May 7, 2015
I would Rather Write About Frustrations then Keep Them Bottled Up
Sometimes I write here about things that frustrate or about feeling down. It is the best way for me to deal with these feelings. If I hold things in then they grow and become burdens. If I talk or write about them I can get rid of them. I may look back at what I have written and remind myself that I can make it through things I am dealing with. It is a sign of strength to show one's true feelings, good and bad. I am more likely to trust someone if they are willing to be vulnerable. Keeping emotions locked up is not good for anybody. I would rather express my weaknesses and turn them into strengths than hide them and give them strength over me. I am not afraid of being completely open and honest about who I really am. It is liberating for me.
Frustration at Work
Sometimes I have to remind that I cannot let what other people think of me affect how I feel about myself. At times at my workplace it seems that no matter what I do somebody is going to complain about me. I can do exactly what I am supposed to do, and someone will still find something wrong with what I have done. People often speak to me rudely, yet they expect me to respond in a polite way or just do whatever they want. Some of the people have learned that if they want me to do something to ask politely. It seems at times like I am expected to help everybody else, yet it is difficult for me to get someone to help me when I need help. At times I am told to do heavy lifting when there are others who are stronger than I standing around doing nothing. There is a supervisor who sometimes just points at what he wants me to do, and I have no clue what he wants. Sometimes I do not understand what he says, and I cannot get him to repeat what he said. Often when I need information it is not given, but when instruction is not needed it s repeated several times. I just have to focus on the focus on the humor that can be found. I have to focus on doing the best job I can and forget that in this state an employer does not have to have a reason to fire an employee. It looks like work is easing off, so I will be able to focus more on the things that matter to me, like languages and writing. I may joke that I am not very smart, ale ja nie som hlúpy. I have to find creative ways to let my inner asshole out.
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
Русский хоккей Джерси: Созвездие
My Russian Constellation hockey jersey arrived in the mail. I had been afraid that it had gotten lost in the mail. I am looking forward to wearing it.
Мой русский хоккей Джерси Созвездие прибыл по почте. Я боялся, что он заблудился в почте. Я с нетерпением жду, чтобы носить его.
Мой русский хоккей Джерси Созвездие прибыл по почте. Я боялся, что он заблудился в почте. Я с нетерпением жду, чтобы носить его.
Automated Phone Answering Systems Should Be Eliminated.
Automated phone answering systems do not work very well usually. The only ones that are not completely annoying are the ones that allow you to enter a number for an extension or to press 0 to speak to a person. Many of the ones that ask for verbal input do not work very well. This is especially true of the ones that ask me to say then spell my first name. People who are calling for customer service are usually not happy about something, and having to deal with an inefficient telephone answering does not help the situation. By the time I get through to an actual person I am frustrated already. This frustration is increased if the representative has a script to use when dealing with a customer. Things would go much smoother if customer service lines were answered by a person. Yesterday I had to contact the USPS to get a package redelivered. This is not the first time that this has happened. Every time it is frustrating. In the past if a notice had been left about the delivery notice about a package or letter further attempts would be made until you could sign for the item. This is no longer true. You have to request that online or on the phone the item be redelivered. For some reason I have not had much success doing this online. So I have had to call. As with many automated systems when they ask for verbal input it is not clear when to respond. Sometimes insufficient time is given. Every time I have eventually been spoken to a representative. This is after a long hold where annoying repeated music with repeated messages have been heard. Yesterday I had checked the status of the Russian jersey for which I have been waiting since March. The tracking record showed no indication that it was out for delivery. Our mail arrived at around noon. There was no sign of the package, so I thought I might get it today. An hour later a notice was left concerning the package. I did not hear anyone knock at the door. After getting frustrated again with the system I was able to arrange for redelivery today. I have left the signed notice in the mailbox, so hopefully I will have the jersey when I get home. The postal service phone system is frustrating for the customer, for the mail carriers and for the customer service representatives. I have been told that they are working on fixing the problem. I will believe that when the system has actually been fixed. Automated phone answering systems should be eliminated. Phones should be answered by a person who does not speak from a script but actually listens to what the customer wants or needs. I do not know anybody who is happy to interact with these systems.
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