Those stupid, stupid shits! First we wait forever for Dan to keep his word and get his fucking ass out here, and now we’re waiting for a Palm Harbor rep that never shows up. They never even called. By the time I went to call them to give them a piece of my mind, they were closed, so Tom’s gonna call them from the cell phone while he’s visiting his mom. Are we ever gonna be free of these people and their fuck-ups?! Aaarrrggghhh! Fucking stupid cocks! I’m so sick of incompetent people holding up, disrupting, and interfering with our lives! When we finally fix all their mistakes, then who’s gonna fuck with us? What are we gonna have to spend our time and money fixing after that, huh?

Just how many of these Mexicans in that factory even know how to read? They can’t follow directions if they can’t fucking understand English or even read Spanish. Oh, I forgot. Mexicans don’t believe in schooling. Let’s see…it’s either gangs or welfare, right? And when they’re not on welfare or gang-banging it, what do they do? Go straight from diapers to a job they can’t even handle.

Anyway, since Palm Harbor still refuses to come out here, Tom tried to tackle the problem on his own, but because it’d take so much time, he’s gonna pester them to get their ass out here, or else he’ll hire an electrician, he says, and will send them the bill. I asked Tom what made him think the electrician would know what they were doing, and he said he’d stand there watching every move they made.

At least the washer works and at least we’re in the house, but when are we ever gonna be free of these people?! I’ve had it with people! We need to move on and live our lives. I’m sick of being held back by people. I want these people out of our lives. They’ve fucked it up enough. We’ve had to delay so many things in life cuz of these people. Or improvise in some way. I’m tired of being controlled by these people and having my life be forced to revolve around them. Steven, Dan, Dennis, Palm Harbor, blacks, Mexicans, pigs - I’M SICK OF THEM!!!!!