Takin’ Care Of Fiskness
Master Of The Fisk Chamber, Admiral Lord Smitty, has recommended a Fisking performed by Dave C, Master-At-Arms of At The Point Of Gun, wherein Sir Dave eviscerates an unfair damsel-in-narcissistic-distress, one JD Samson — proud Lesbian™ [aren't they all when the ever-present neurotic feelings fade for a few minutes per day!], alleged musician, sometime jockey of discs — for her royal self-indulgent command performance that was nailed to the Post of Huffington. A pièce de résistance from Sir Dave of C:
[Samson:] I am so lucky that I have been able to create art and music and fulfill my passions through my job for the past 11 years. But I’m stupid enough to have put all my eggs in one basket. It is now the only thing I can do to make money. I’m 33 years old and I can’t make coffee. I don’t know how to use Excel, or bartend, or wait tables, and I’m officially too old to join the police force. I’ve lost the confidence to go back to school and feel stressed out about impending debt when I think about further education for even one second.
There is really one person to blame for her situation right: JD Samson.
By the way, restaurants are always hiring for positions where no experience is needed. Hosting, busing tables and washing dishes can be done with little to no training. And from there it’s a short jump to waiting tables for cash tips.
Seriously? She can’t make coffee?…
No, Sir Dave, but she sure can sling the sharia.
Please avail yourself of the opportunity to click here and enjoy the whole of his skilled disemboweling of this anti-wench.
I’ve never read anything else that makes me think, “My lord, how foolish can people be.”
Stop caring about some of that stuff. Because of your employment choices, you’re a credit risk lady. If you’d decided to go into a trade, for example, you’d most likely be employed and have no problems with housing. But you wanted to be ‘Cool’ and be a musician. So you’re paying the price for your choices.
We all do. Cry me a river, build a bridge, and get your sharia over it.
Well said, sir!