Lootequiette: Pmann's Totally Original/Unaffiliated Thread

[Dalelaw2164]

Well, there you have it ^^^

If you have to base New Jersey on something, base it on the people you meet, not what you hear. We three come from different areas of New Jersey. I believe we are all well rounded with a little sweet, sexy, goofy and a little go fuck yourself

Spent three and a half years steaming in and out of Naval Weapons Station Earle on an old ammo supply ship way way back in the ‘80’s. Up north of Long Branch a bit, right up against the thriving metropolis of Keansburg . New York City skyline on the horizon, a smog smear covering it in those bygone golden days…
The base was nothing much more than a two mile long pier, three ships and a laundromat lol, and we were out of port more than we were in… but once we shut the boilers down and hit the beach, it was a good time.
I can vouch for New Jersey people. You might fall prey to the occasional (ok, frequent {ok, constant } ) smart ass comment, but they’ll treat you right.

 

[Lord Pmann]

Today I wanna talk about justice. And tempers. And fighting back.

First, we start with a story.

Now, you all know that your Lord Pmann is a gentle man, one not led into unnecessary squabbles or anything of that nature. However, every so often, someone can push my buttons in a way that makes me retaliate. This someone is usually a corporate behemoth that deserves a good punishing.

The latest edition of corporate malfeasance vs Lord Pmann the Benevolent involves a very overpriced purveyor of natural foods. Long story short, they sold me several bad products over three times I went there and I contacted them to let them know. Anyway, using the normal lines of communication, I tried to open dialogue. Immediately they assumed I was trying to get something for free. I wasn’t. I wasn’t even asking for it. But they treated me like I was a dick. So I went through another means. They also treated me like a dick. Tyler the customer service rep can kiss my beautiful butthole. Finally, I got annoyed. So I went to their website and got all the names of the senior execs and found out the email format and voila. I’m no longer dealing with Tyler the Twat, but Mr or Ms Executive and friends.

Within a few hours of everyone getting an email, they were friendly as could be. So nice of them to call me, eh?

But, my point is, it should never get to that. Why does it get to that? I just wanted a simple resolution. The bad products I received weren’t cheap. Did I end up spending an hour on this email? I did. Absolutely. Was it satisfying having the VP call me? It was. Absolutely. It’s the most Karen thing about me.

But all that to say, what makes you fly off? Do you ever fly off the handle? Do you ever just lose it? If so, who normally gets your wrath? Why? In what manner?

 

[MindYaBitness]

Today I wanna talk about justice. And tempers. And fighting back.

First, we start with a story.

Now, you all know that your Lord Pmann is a gentle man, one not led into unnecessary squabbles or anything of that nature. However, every so often, someone can push my buttons in a way that makes me retaliate. This someone is usually a corporate behemoth that deserves a good punishing.

The latest edition of corporate malfeasance vs Lord Pmann the Benevolent involves a very overpriced purveyor of natural foods. Long story short, they sold me several bad products over three times I went there and I contacted them to let them know. Anyway, using the normal lines of communication, I tried to open dialogue. Immediately they assumed I was trying to get something for free. I wasn’t. I wasn’t even asking for it. But they treated me like I was a dick. So I went through another means. They also treated me like a dick. Tyler the customer service rep can kiss my beautiful butthole. Finally, I got annoyed. So I went to their website and got all the names of the senior execs and found out the email format and voila. I’m no longer dealing with Tyler the Twat, but Mr or Ms Executive and friends.

Within a few hours of everyone getting an email, they were friendly as could be. So nice of them to call me, eh?

But, my point is, it should never get to that. Why does it get to that? I just wanted a simple resolution. The bad products I received weren’t cheap. Did I end up spending an hour on this email? I did. Absolutely. Was it satisfying having the VP call me? It was. Absolutely. It’s the most Karen thing about me.

But all that to say, what makes you fly off? Do you ever fly off the handle? Do you ever just lose it? If so, who normally gets your wrath? Why? In what manner?

I don't fly off the handle. I get very quiet and let them hang themselves with their own rope. I'm very good at building a box, and letting people trap themselves inside before they've realized I've sealed the lid.

List of a few of my Karen crimes/victories:
-Got a heinous bitch fired at Disneyland
-received a large package of goodies from the Kraft foods conglomerates, and coupons for a years worth of cream cheese, Mac & cheese, Toblerone, etc. (I was a poor student, it was greatly appreciated)
-got 1 year of razor subscription refunded after a well written letter addressing an unfortunate statement one of their VP's blogged

I must add, that if someone is being awesome at their job, I make sure to take the time and fill out the survey/comment card. It's about balance

 

[hotwords229_A]

I had an asshole associate once when I was trying to buy a new camera. Having worked with the pubic in my early days and knowing how much it sucks, I’m pretty tolerant of the people at the bottom—I’ve been them many times. But this guy was an absolute dick for no reason and rubbed me the wrong way. I contacted his manager and yelled at her for awhile until she offered me the camera (approx. $600) for free. I turned her down and said I would never buy that camera or shop there again. I didn’t. They are out of business now (not because of me, but still—).

Telling her I wouldn’t return to pick up a free camera was one of my most delicious moments! I was so delighted at my victory. To have won AND turned down the reward was an incredible feeling. And it’s not like I was drowning in cash at the time The whole argument was over their false advertisement of a sale on the camera in question.

I also love it when I know I’ve talked someone out of buying a car from a shitty dealer, new windows from a dickhole company, or any time I can cost my enemy money, whether they know it or not.

As long as they lose I’m happy.

 

[Fibella]

Yes, it's safe Brides & Strippers love them!

I was an esthetician/cosmetologist for 10-ish years and did many Vajazzles. You have to wax, prep the skin, use a spirit gum to adhere the individual gems, and send them home with a gentle solvent to remove them. If done correctly, they shouldn't budge. I never had a complaint

Unlike those glitter Capsules you put inside that trended a few years back. So many doctors had to come forward to explain why that was a bad idea.

 

[Lonelywife1205]

Today I wanna talk about justice. And tempers. And fighting back.

First, we start with a story.

Now, you all know that your Lord Pmann is a gentle man, one not led into unnecessary squabbles or anything of that nature. However, every so often, someone can push my buttons in a way that makes me retaliate. This someone is usually a corporate behemoth that deserves a good punishing.

The latest edition of corporate malfeasance vs Lord Pmann the Benevolent involves a very overpriced purveyor of natural foods. Long story short, they sold me several bad products over three times I went there and I contacted them to let them know. Anyway, using the normal lines of communication, I tried to open dialogue. Immediately they assumed I was trying to get something for free. I wasn’t. I wasn’t even asking for it. But they treated me like I was a dick. So I went through another means. They also treated me like a dick. Tyler the customer service rep can kiss my beautiful butthole. Finally, I got annoyed. So I went to their website and got all the names of the senior execs and found out the email format and voila. I’m no longer dealing with Tyler the Twat, but Mr or Ms Executive and friends.

Within a few hours of everyone getting an email, they were friendly as could be. So nice of them to call me, eh?

But, my point is, it should never get to that. Why does it get to that? I just wanted a simple resolution. The bad products I received weren’t cheap. Did I end up spending an hour on this email? I did. Absolutely. Was it satisfying having the VP call me? It was. Absolutely. It’s the most Karen thing about me.

But all that to say, what makes you fly off? Do you ever fly off the handle? Do you ever just lose it? If so, who normally gets your wrath? Why? In what manner?

Bad customer service will bring out the Karen in me like nothing else.

Oh and if I ever end up in prison, it will for sure be because someone fucked with my son and I lost my shit on them.

 

[hotwords229_A]

Oh and if I ever end up in prison, it will for sure be because someone fucked with my son and I lost my shit on them.

God help his Prom Date.

 

[MedicalMuse]

Today I wanna talk about justice. And tempers. And fighting back.

First, we start with a story.

Now, you all know that your Lord Pmann is a gentle man, one not led into unnecessary squabbles or anything of that nature. However, every so often, someone can push my buttons in a way that makes me retaliate. This someone is usually a corporate behemoth that deserves a good punishing.

The latest edition of corporate malfeasance vs Lord Pmann the Benevolent involves a very overpriced purveyor of natural foods. Long story short, they sold me several bad products over three times I went there and I contacted them to let them know. Anyway, using the normal lines of communication, I tried to open dialogue. Immediately they assumed I was trying to get something for free. I wasn’t. I wasn’t even asking for it. But they treated me like I was a dick. So I went through another means. They also treated me like a dick. Tyler the customer service rep can kiss my beautiful butthole. Finally, I got annoyed. So I went to their website and got all the names of the senior execs and found out the email format and voila. I’m no longer dealing with Tyler the Twat, but Mr or Ms Executive and friends.

Within a few hours of everyone getting an email, they were friendly as could be. So nice of them to call me, eh?

But, my point is, it should never get to that. Why does it get to that? I just wanted a simple resolution. The bad products I received weren’t cheap. Did I end up spending an hour on this email? I did. Absolutely. Was it satisfying having the VP call me? It was. Absolutely. It’s the most Karen thing about me.

But all that to say, what makes you fly off? Do you ever fly off the handle? Do you ever just lose it? If so, who normally gets your wrath? Why? In what manner?

I’m less of a fly off the handle, because I know my temper. I’d go to jail. Keeping a lawyer on retainer would be an expensive endeavor.

The thing that probably chaps my ass the most are nursing homes, assisted living facilities, and skilled nursing facilities. They are necessary. They can be so good. They are often not good because the employee pool is full of people punching a time card. The residents and patients suffer for it, and when outside forces (me) advocate, we get told to stay in our lane. My lane is to report the neglect and abuse and watch your facility be investigated and hopefully closed because your shitty management needs a slap on the balls.

 

[Deleted member 6568729]

But all that to say, what makes you fly off? Do you ever fly off the handle? Do you ever just lose it? If so, who normally gets your wrath? Why? In what manner?

People that assume.
People that overreact.
People that lack empathy.
People that are inconsiderate.

Basically anyone that does not follow the golden rule of treat others the way you want to be treated will make me lose my cool. Unless you're a masochist, then maybe it should be treat others the way you don't want to be treated.

I'm usually the most polite person you'll meet, but if someone pushes my buttons enough then I can be scary. I think. Probably not. But I do raise my voice.

 

[aussiegeekygal]

But all that to say, what makes you fly off? Do you ever fly off the handle? Do you ever just lose it? If so, who normally gets your wrath? Why? In what manner?

My kids.
Yes.
Yes.
My kids.
I'm dysregulated.
Some kind of rage yell and me leaving the house for a few minutes.

Seriously. You knew what you were doing by not having kids. The buttons they push...

 

[LadyLascivious1]

But all that to say, what makes you fly off? Do you ever fly off the handle? Do you ever just lose it? If so, who normally gets your wrath? Why? In what manner?

No, I don’t know that I’ve ever really lost it or flown off the handle. There are certain situations that I allow to push me to a controlled, cold anger. It’s rare, it takes a lot, and I’ve been told it’s scary.

The most likely reasons would be unnecessary or hateful rudeness to others or any attempt at serious manipulation. I tend to be pretty laid back, but if I get really angry there is no hope for the other person. They will get their shit together or be shown the door.

Seriously. You knew what you were doing by not having kids. The buttons they push...

I have said many times that I think part of the reason I can be so patient, calm, and logical is that I don’t have kids I’m not depleting those reserves almost 24/7 nor starting most days with a temper handicap

 

[Lord Pmann]

Hi Everybody!

Happy Sunday. Today’s question involves adult peer pressure. It’s a thing. We all have those things in high school that we are supposed to like because it’s what the cool kids do. But, the same thing kind of exists when you get older. However, most people are a little more willing to ignore the pressure at this age as the stakes aren’t so high. I mean, the worst embarrassment that happens as an adult is that someone posts on an open forum that you’re into pony play. That’s not so bad, is it? IS IT?!!

So what are your adult peer pressure items to which you will not cave?

For me, here are mine:

1. Wine. Gross. It’s adult Kool-Aid, without the delicious sugary taste and sugar high. Of all the wine I’ve tried, there have been like two or three that were tolerable. I’ve got those boxes of wine in the fridge.

2. Sushi. Not a fan.

3. Beer. I know as a guy I’m supposed to love IPA. I am sorry. It’s just gross to me.

4. Facebook, Instagram, Tik Tok. I might view in moderation. But if I’m gonna be spending hours a day looking at a screen, whatever I’m looking at better have nipples and blowjobs.

Now is your chance to bitch about things you don’t like.

 

[MindYaBitness]

I don't know if I can think of anything I feel pressured to do. I'm pretty ornery & contrary by nature. If someone pressures me to do something I don't want to do, I dig my heals in. Likewise, if I was ambiguous to something, and I'm told I cannot under any circumstances do it, then I'm definitely doing it.

Maybe, being told to be "lady-like" qualifies. I was told repeatedly growing up to be more lady-like. I just figured that if it wasn't required brothers to be lady-like, then wasn't necessary for me.

 

[aussiegeekygal]

Pants.
Why must we cover our bottom halves to answer the door? I'm over here in #freebush territory, to trick or treaters be damned.

 

[MindYaBitness]

Pants.
Why must we cover our bottom halves to answer the door? I'm over here in #freebush territory, to trick or treaters be damned.

I think your safe, no one in PNW is going to bat an eye!

 

[aussiegeekygal]

I think your safe, no one in PNW is going to bat an eye!

I glittered my pubes. I think that makes it legal, right?

 

[MindYaBitness]

I glittered my pubes. I think that makes it legal, right?

Of course, it's festive! I wax, so I might have to forego the glitter and go as a butterfly

 

[deefalttwunnyfor]

Of course, it's festive! I wax, so I might have to forego the glitter and go as a butterfly

Hmmm, never wanted to fuck a butterfly before, but now I'm feeling all kinds of conflicted

 

[Lord Pmann]

Hmmm, never wanted to fuck a butterfly before, but now I'm feeling all kinds of conflicted

Fuck a Monarch Butterfly and watch the wildlife commissioners lose their shit.

 

[aussiegeekygal]

Hmmm, never wanted to fuck a butterfly before, but now I'm feeling all kinds of conflicted

You and me both

 

[Deleted member 6568729]

1. Meth
2. Heroin
3. Hard seltzer
4. Apple iPhone

 

[hotwords229_A]

1. Wine. Gross. It’s adult Kool-Aid, without the delicious sugary taste and sugar high. Of all the wine I’ve tried, there have been like two or three that were tolerable. I’ve got those boxes of wine in the fridge.

2. Sushi. Not a fan.

3. Beer. I know as a guy I’m supposed to love IPA. I am sorry. It’s just gross to me.

4. Facebook, Instagram, Tik Tok. I might view in moderation. But if I’m gonna be spending hours a day looking at a screen, whatever I’m looking at better have nipples and blowjobs.

This is like . . . my entire list.
I never felt peer pressure, mainly because I never felt like I needed friends. I don’t mean that to sound as negative as it might, I just mean that I’m cool with me and if it’s just me, then I’m also cool.
Although life is better with friends.
#profriend

 

[hotwords229_A]

Fuck a Monarch Butterfly and watch the wildlife commissioners lose their shit.

What if they’re asking for it?

 

[Lord Pmann]

This is like . . . my entire list.
I never felt peer pressure, mainly because I never felt like I needed friends. I don’t mean that to sound as negative as it might, I just mean that I’m cool with me and if it’s just me, then I’m also cool.
Although life is better with friends.
#profriend

This is why we would be friends. The mere idea of you and me hanging out together would send the Lit-ginas into sensory overload.

 

[Lord Pmann]

What if they’re asking for it?

“Officer, you didn’t see what she was wearing.”