11-29-2015, 07:16 PM
Thing that someone has literally done that's pissed me off too no end...
Keep in mind, getting the PS3 replace doesn't matter too me. I literally had a replacement since a month after it happened. Thankyou younger brother
My missus and I moved in with a guy and his missus, which is my missus' mother. I'd download movies and tv series and their tv couldn't play the files. Since I prefer 360 over PS3, I lent him my PS3 as it supports x264 codec. The guy uses my PS3 and then f**ks it up. When he realized that it was broken, all he mumbles is, "It's been doing that for awhile!". Being that I had just woken up, I really wasn't in the mood for trying to figure it out, so I disconnected the PS3 and setup my 360 and let him use. He sits there, the entire day, and he's watching this, that and bloody every thing, but not once do I here him utter the words, "I'm sorry", "I'll buy you another one" or "I'll pay for repairs".
BUT WAIT, there's more:
A few weeks pass by and still not a single damn word about my PS3. So one day, he calls up his missus, and tells her too buy him a feed. This goes on for weeks, and you'd think the least he could've done... Shouted me a bloody feed, as a show of good faith... HELL NO HE DIDN'T, he pretty much just did it to rub it in my face. One afternoon, he comes home and he's bought himself a brand new fishing rod. Needless to say, he already had 2 at the time. By this point, I'm getting fairly frustrated. I had too support my missus by myself, it was so bad that we only had $50( Australian ) for grocery shopping to do us a fortnight.
About a month and a half after he f**ked the PS3 up, we got into an argument of sorts. He'd been out smoking weed and drinking beer all day with some guy he'd met a few days prior. He comes inside and you can smell the weed. So I ask him, "So what did you get up to today, George?". Didn't I get it. He was so insulted by me calling him George, which is his actual birth name, that he threatened and had a go at me. So we had the pissing contest and every thing went back to normal, or as normal as could be expected. So next day, George wakes up at 6 in the morning, waits for his missus to leave and then goes back to sleep for a few hours. He doesn't say a single word too me, doesn't look at me, nada. He sits there, and he watches cricket for half an hour before myself & my partner decide to go out for a walk. As we leave the place, for some odd reason, my gaze was drawn too the 360 controller. I remember thinking too myself, "Why the fuck is it on the floor?". We go out for a few hours, window shopping, as was our custom. When we get back, George has invited the "mate" he was with the previous day. They're sitting there and drinking. I didn't find out until a few weeks later, that George had stolen his girlfriends work money. He had spent it all on beer for this other mate. A Few hundred $$$ on a guy he'd only just met, and still nothing said about my PS3. Too add insult to injury, the 360 controller had been moved. It was now on the bogan table he had setup there. Before you ask, he's not the type of guy to "CLEAN UP" without first being asked too, repeatedly. The only reason the controller would have moved, is if he had used my 360.
Almost done...
This is where it all goes to hell... I'm literally fed up with the dickhead, so I walk out, disconnect the 360 shove it in the car and that's that. Oh how mistaken I am. Not only should he have the right to spite me, but he can also shout random people hundreds of dollars worth of beer and not a single feed for myself or my girlfriend, and how dare I not request HIS permission too take MY own property. The wanker has a whinge too his Girlfriend, she gets home from work, ignores me and her daughter. Takes his freakin majesty out too tea and leaves her daughter too starve. Not a word is uttered too each party for four days. My girlfriends mother see's me and asks what's my problem, and I explain that he hadn't offered to replace my PS3, let alone had the common decency to apologize for fucking it up in the first place...( Keep in mind, it's been roughly a month and a half and this is the first time I'm complaining about it ) Her response...
"HE SHOULDN'T HAVE TOO!"
We get into a huge ass argument, in which I called him George again. And yet again, more verbal abuse and another threat. So I tell the both of them to f**k up and I walk off. The next day, my girlfriends mother politely asks us both to come out for a "talk". We walk out and we sit down and the first words out of her mouth...
"We have to tiptoe around you( me ) so we don't offend you". My jaw, MY GOD... I didn't know how too respond... He'd f**ked up my PS3 and not once tried to remedy the situation. I called him George and I was enemy number one of that tub of lard, and they had too tiptoe around me!
I shit you not, minus an omitted part of the story involving a call to my father, every word of this is true. Moral of the story:
I hate assholes that don't know what the term, "FRIEND" means. They claim to be it, but don't act like one!
I'm sorry about it being long, but I thought it best if you understood it from my point of view. Oddly enough, all this happened 1 year and 20 days ago, and every day... It is literally all I think about!
Anyways, just wanted to vent is all, so sorry and thanks for reading
Keep in mind, getting the PS3 replace doesn't matter too me. I literally had a replacement since a month after it happened. Thankyou younger brother
My missus and I moved in with a guy and his missus, which is my missus' mother. I'd download movies and tv series and their tv couldn't play the files. Since I prefer 360 over PS3, I lent him my PS3 as it supports x264 codec. The guy uses my PS3 and then f**ks it up. When he realized that it was broken, all he mumbles is, "It's been doing that for awhile!". Being that I had just woken up, I really wasn't in the mood for trying to figure it out, so I disconnected the PS3 and setup my 360 and let him use. He sits there, the entire day, and he's watching this, that and bloody every thing, but not once do I here him utter the words, "I'm sorry", "I'll buy you another one" or "I'll pay for repairs".
BUT WAIT, there's more:
A few weeks pass by and still not a single damn word about my PS3. So one day, he calls up his missus, and tells her too buy him a feed. This goes on for weeks, and you'd think the least he could've done... Shouted me a bloody feed, as a show of good faith... HELL NO HE DIDN'T, he pretty much just did it to rub it in my face. One afternoon, he comes home and he's bought himself a brand new fishing rod. Needless to say, he already had 2 at the time. By this point, I'm getting fairly frustrated. I had too support my missus by myself, it was so bad that we only had $50( Australian ) for grocery shopping to do us a fortnight.
About a month and a half after he f**ked the PS3 up, we got into an argument of sorts. He'd been out smoking weed and drinking beer all day with some guy he'd met a few days prior. He comes inside and you can smell the weed. So I ask him, "So what did you get up to today, George?". Didn't I get it. He was so insulted by me calling him George, which is his actual birth name, that he threatened and had a go at me. So we had the pissing contest and every thing went back to normal, or as normal as could be expected. So next day, George wakes up at 6 in the morning, waits for his missus to leave and then goes back to sleep for a few hours. He doesn't say a single word too me, doesn't look at me, nada. He sits there, and he watches cricket for half an hour before myself & my partner decide to go out for a walk. As we leave the place, for some odd reason, my gaze was drawn too the 360 controller. I remember thinking too myself, "Why the fuck is it on the floor?". We go out for a few hours, window shopping, as was our custom. When we get back, George has invited the "mate" he was with the previous day. They're sitting there and drinking. I didn't find out until a few weeks later, that George had stolen his girlfriends work money. He had spent it all on beer for this other mate. A Few hundred $$$ on a guy he'd only just met, and still nothing said about my PS3. Too add insult to injury, the 360 controller had been moved. It was now on the bogan table he had setup there. Before you ask, he's not the type of guy to "CLEAN UP" without first being asked too, repeatedly. The only reason the controller would have moved, is if he had used my 360.
Almost done...
This is where it all goes to hell... I'm literally fed up with the dickhead, so I walk out, disconnect the 360 shove it in the car and that's that. Oh how mistaken I am. Not only should he have the right to spite me, but he can also shout random people hundreds of dollars worth of beer and not a single feed for myself or my girlfriend, and how dare I not request HIS permission too take MY own property. The wanker has a whinge too his Girlfriend, she gets home from work, ignores me and her daughter. Takes his freakin majesty out too tea and leaves her daughter too starve. Not a word is uttered too each party for four days. My girlfriends mother see's me and asks what's my problem, and I explain that he hadn't offered to replace my PS3, let alone had the common decency to apologize for fucking it up in the first place...( Keep in mind, it's been roughly a month and a half and this is the first time I'm complaining about it ) Her response...
"HE SHOULDN'T HAVE TOO!"
We get into a huge ass argument, in which I called him George again. And yet again, more verbal abuse and another threat. So I tell the both of them to f**k up and I walk off. The next day, my girlfriends mother politely asks us both to come out for a "talk". We walk out and we sit down and the first words out of her mouth...
"We have to tiptoe around you( me ) so we don't offend you". My jaw, MY GOD... I didn't know how too respond... He'd f**ked up my PS3 and not once tried to remedy the situation. I called him George and I was enemy number one of that tub of lard, and they had too tiptoe around me!
I shit you not, minus an omitted part of the story involving a call to my father, every word of this is true. Moral of the story:
I hate assholes that don't know what the term, "FRIEND" means. They claim to be it, but don't act like one!
I'm sorry about it being long, but I thought it best if you understood it from my point of view. Oddly enough, all this happened 1 year and 20 days ago, and every day... It is literally all I think about!
Anyways, just wanted to vent is all, so sorry and thanks for reading