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Time Fucks up Your Friends
By Jared - 06/28/2003 - 7:45pm

I get all sorts of email. People telling me I am going to hell, people trying to save me, people praising me, complimenting me, insulting me, etc... But the letter below came from a friend of mine. Since junior high, we have hung out. After high school, he joined the military, and I joined a band. We had a metal band together in high school as well. We had the typical influences: Metallica, Slayer, Testament, Motley Crue, etc... We see each other now maybe once a year if we happen to be visiting Illinois at the same time.. But enough explaining, let's get to the letter. Do not stop half way through. It starts out as a normal friend letter, but then at paragraph 2 it pulls a big time switcheroo... It is a perfect example of how people misread this site. I am at a loss as to where he is getting the ideas for this letter. Enjoy!!!

"Hey, how have you been? Are you still in California? I was just there in Monterey and San Diego for a few days. We also spent some time in Illinois---the weather was brutal. I'm not used to it anymore. I have 14 months left and I can get out. Bad timing, though, as it doesn't look like the best time to try finding a job. Believe it or not, I actually don't agree with how things are being handled right now with Iraq, but unfortunately, I'm not really allowed to voice my opinion on that. But there are good reasons for my losing that privilege. (An argument for another time....) I did actually look at your webpage a little more, and realized you are (I think) advocating "neutrality." I still don't like it, but that's my opinion.

What if you really got some sick fuck who committed some serious crime, and in the investigation the police link his motivations back to you, through your website? You don't want that in your life, and that scenario is possible. Is that risk worth advocating free speech the way you are doing right now? Isn't there a better way that is less risky to you personally? Isn't there a way to stand up for neutrality and free speech without pandering to people you really don't want to be associated with? I'm not even talking about the philosophical good/evil arguments; I'm just speaking to your real life here, right now. Not that I personally think you should go to jail or anything, but I think you are risking that because of what you are doing. Do you want to get busted for your website? Is it worth it to you that much to even take the risk? Could you live with knowing you contributed to some sick fuck's actions? How do you know you aren't already?

I don't understand your true motivations with this website thing, but couldn't you find a "better way" of standing up for what you believe in? Do you want things to change? Do you want to help people? Do you want the world to be a better place? If so, I don't think your website is doing that. In any case, will you think about it? I know I can't change your mind based on arguing the content or philosophy of your website, but perhaps you could think about the real risks you are taking...? I really would hate to see you busted for something like this."

My Response:
What are you talking about? Seriously, I think you have lost your mind. My site is a harmless chunk of data in the midst of zillions on the internet. My site is semi comical, and hardly a mode for psychos to learn their craft of thieving and murder. I am hardly in fear of some fucknut committing a crime and the cops finding my site is his Explorer cache file. I want you to point out specifics on my site that are going to trigger madness in someone and finger me as the bad guy..... I am not sure you really have read the content on the site. All it is, is me ranting my personal feelings and grudges. I don't mean to sound like a dick, but your email appears to be from someone I don't know. Are you a born again or something?



Common Fucking Courtesy
By Jared - 06/24/2003 - 7:25pm

I am well aware of the sacrifices made whilst living in an apartment. Noise, conflicts, etc... I do my part to stay the fuck out of everyones way. I don't make noise complaints, like some of my neighbors do. This douche bag that lives beneath me complains about goddamn EVERYTHING. I am a quiet person, and do not deserve the bullshit brought upon me by her. I do not have a stereo, I have a "boombox". I had some music playing recently on a Saturday night around 10pm, and I swear to god, she called the fucking cops on me. Two officers showed up at my door. They knew she was nuts, since they were standing outside my apartment for 5 minutes trying to hear the noise they were called about. They apologized and went on their way. My friend Anthem was over last Friday and I was playing him a song from the new BIS cd. Half way through it, she starts POUNDING on her ceiling, my floor. CUNT! This is the same nutjob who tried to ward off my evilness, by burning CANDLES in my parking space.
I like to be sort of nonexistent, for my neighbors to barely notice I am even here.

What DOES piss me off is when I go to the laundry room and ONE motherfucker has occupied EVERY machine. If a few people were there, and all machines were occupied, that's fine. But it is EXTREMELY rude for one asshole to use all of them. It's just fucking inconsiderate. Plus what the fuck do you do that you need to occupy 7 machines when you live alone, or or in this case, just you and your wife. I don't produce that much laundry in a month.

Ah fuck it...What does it matter anyway...



Hot Dog On A Stick
By Jared - 06/23/2003 - 6:33pm

You want to know why I really hate girls sometime? Because you go to the mall with them, they get thirsty, purchase some fucking monster sized lemonade from some place with a god awful name, in this case Hot Dog On A Stick, and then immediately after buying it, decide to go into a store that they can't take the drink into. This leads then to them asking ME to wait outside, holding some Big Gulp looking cup that has a cartoon picture of a goddamn hot dog on a stick, along with the words.

Go ahead, call me a shallow asshole. I probably agree. I am aware that no one is looking at me and thinking the shit that I think, but it still bothers me to become the person I would be mocking if I saw them in the same predicament. That person being the "man" waiting outside the store holding all the bags, while "wifey" shops.



Die Dentist Die!
By Jared - 06/21/2003 - 8:45pm

Last year, I made a visit to the dentist. I hadn’t gone yet since I moved to Los Angeles, so I used my insurance book to find a one.
I made my choice based on two points:
1. He be close to my work
2. He NOT be Armenian

I choose Dr. Michael Sedler

Well I get there, and it’s very quiet. The receptionist comes in, I give my name, and all is well. I hear a male voice coming from the back and notice an Armenian accent. I think to myself " I should just go". Let me explain my Armenian objection: I have been in Los Angeles for a few years now, and have had countless negative experiences with Armenians. I don’t know what the problem is, but there always is one. I simply just did not want one as my dentist based on my own past experiences.

I go against my "racist" gut feeling…

This is, as I feared, a HUGE mistake.

So this guy starts his exam. Mind you, I only went for a cleaning and checkup. I had no pain or anything. So he does the exam. Afterward, he has his assistant present me with a breakdown of all of the horrors taking place inside my mouth. Cavities, cracks, gingivitis, crowns, etc… All I can think is "holy shit!!, how did I let my teeth get is such bad condition?" The grand total for this, AFTER my insurance cover’s its portion, $5500.
So I start to panic inside. Thinking of how the fuck I’m going to pay for this. I mean, I can’t just let all of this go. If my teeth are in such bad shape, I have to figure out a way.
So the assistant tells me that if I can’t pay for it all at one time(you know, cuz we all have 5 grand laying around), that they can get me financing through Wells Fargo. So I am like "well I guess I’ll fill out the application".

I fill it out, give it to the assistant, and she disappears for 10 minutes. The Dr. comes in asking me if I have a roommate, or if I have any additional income, etc…
All this is an attempt to get Wells Fargo to issue me more financing. So eventually the assistant returns and tells me that I have been approved for $2000.
So I make and appointment to have some work done, and leave. On my walk back to work, I realize that the assistant did not say that I had been "approved", she said I was "PRE PAID" for $2000. I quickly get back to work and call Wells Fargo. They tell me that I now have a balance with them of $2000. This motherfucker, Michael Sedler of Burbank, CA, fucking charged me $2000 for shit he never even did, and that I soon found out I didn’t need. I told them to immediately remove and reverse the charge.

I call the dentist office to cancel my appointment, and this is where the shitstorm begins:

I tell the receptionist I wish to cancel. She asks why. I tell her because I obtained a second opinion (which at this time I hadn’t yet received) and was told I did not need 95% of what Dr. Sedler told me I needed. She asks me who I got my second opinion from. Now this is none of her fucking business, but I tell her anyway, and I MAKE UP a name of a doctor. She repeats it and immediately I hear Dr. Sedler say " let me talk to him!!! I then just hang up. Immediately, he calls me back. I am at work by the way. I hang up on him, and he calls right back again. To avoid him, I disconnect my phone. I turn it on ten minutes later, and there are three messages. One from his assistant, and 2 from him. He starts going off about how I should not trust the guy I got the second opinion from, and that if I cared about myself, I would drop the other guy and come back to him. He claims he had sued the doctor, that I made up, for doing some "very bad things", and for "getting me in trouble". At this same time, I started getting at least 20 hang up calls a day at home. Now I have no proof it was him. I didn’t have caller ID at the time, but I am sure it was him and his staff. He continued to leave me messages at work, giving me the offer to meet with him "face to face" to discuss the matter, and that I should be honored cuz he does not "allow that to most people". Eventually after a month, the prank calls ended, and I thought he was out of my life. Suddenly I receive a bill from Wells Fargo telling me my account is delinquent and that I need to pay at once or be subject to penalties. This fucking infuriates me since I have impeccable credit, and this Armenian cocksucker is going to fuck it up. I get in touch with Wells Fargo, which I had already done and "cleared up" the problem. Well obviously it was not cleared up. It seems the only way to get it erased from MY account was for the doctor to pay back the money, which he wouldn’t do. But, it was revealed to me that 5 other patients of Michael Sedler had the exact same shit happening to them. So now Wells Fargo was suing him, as was Aetna insurance(which I reported him to), since it turns out he wasn’t just scamming me, but the company as well. He would bill the insurance company their normal amounts, then give the patient an estimate that is blown up approximately 400%, and have Wells Fargo issue financing to all the patients.

So eventually all was cleared up, or so I thought. I applied for a new credit card that offers 0% for a year on transfers. Now remember I mentioned I had impeccable credit. Well that was no more, as I was denied the credit card, and the reason? An unpaid debt through Wells Fargo. GODDAMMIT!!!! I contact them, and of course everyone I dealt with originally was now no longer there, and there was no record of any of this debacle. So now I had to contact all 3 credit bureaus and clear it up with them. At this point, I was ready to go down to Dr. Sedlers office and fucking kill him. But instead I got the credit issue cleared up and everything is now fine. I did finally get the second opinion, and all I needed was one filling…

I was going to prank call his office the other night only to find out that he is gone.
Good, I hope he is dead and hopefully another patient killed him…