Fire Extinguisher = $50, False Teeth = $500, Me knocking you out with a fire extinguisher because you're a fucking moron = Priceless. There are some things money can't buy.....

Welcome to December!!!! One month left in this year, and I can't believe how quickly the year has gone for me.  While the last few weeks have been pretty decent, no major trauma or chaos, last night managed to change all of that. 

I went out to dinner with some people for work, which was a good time, made it home just fine, and passed out.  About an hour later, I was very rudely (though politely) woken up by the fire alarms.  I was horribly confused at first, because the fire alarms actually talk to you, asking you to kindly evacuate the building and to not use the elevators.  I find my way to the main entrance of the building to see that I'm one of a handful of people that actually got up and left their room as instructed.  This, as it turns out, is normal.  At least twice a weekend, these little punk ass children someone put in the Navy decide it is perfectly acceptable (and more than likely hilarious to them)  to wake up an entire, very massive building of people.  They set off fire alarms and discharge at least two extinguishers, leaving the empty canisters for the fire department to find.  Now, while this is irriating by itself, the  most disturbing feature had yet to be revealed to me until last night:  the building has NO security cameras what-so-ever.  WTF?!?!?!  Who in the world thought putting a multi-million dollar building up without installing a security system was a good idea???  Especially when that building is designed to house sailors, most of whom have never lived outside of their mama's house before now, and have no concept of respect or any shred of decency.  These are the same idiots that break washing and drying machines because mama did their laundry and wiped their asses until they left for boot camp.  Fortunately, I did find out there's a bounty on the heads of these little assholes, and I can promise you I'll be hunting them down like it's the opening day of gun season. 

So here's the lesson of the day:  DON'T BE AN ASSHOLE!  Karma's a bitch, she'll get you in her own time, and it will be the most inconvenient for you.  Or one of these days you'll grow up and some little shitbird will return the favor (which is the ending I'm hoping for...) Anyway, that's all I had to rant about.  I spent the day shopping and spending too much money (as usual), and now I'm working a midnight shift so I don't have to be there if the alarms get tripped again.  Win.  Haha.  Happy reading!