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Anger Management
When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don't know.

I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I had forgotten to make. I found the number and dialled it.

A man answered saying, I politely said: 'This is Andrew. Could I please speak with Robin Carter?'

Suddenly, the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. I tracked down Robin's correct number and called her. I had transposed the last two digits of her phone number.

After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.

When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled: 'You're an asshole!' and hung up. I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell :'You're an asshole!' It always cheered me up.

When Caller ID came to our area, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole' calling would have to stop.
So, I called his number and said ; 'Hi, this is John Smith from the Telephone Company. I'm just calling to see if you're familiar with the Caller ID program?'

He yelled:' NO!' and slammed the phone down.

I quickly called him back and said, :'That's because you're an asshole!'

One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking, Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I had been waiting for the spot. The idiot ignored me. I noticed a For Sale sign in his car window...so, I wrote down his number. A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole, (I had his number on speed dial), I thought I
Had better call the BMW asshole, too.

I said :' Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?'

'Yes, it is.'

'Can you tell me where I can see it?'

'Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th Street. It's a yellow house, and the car's parked right out in front.'

'What's your name?' I asked.

'My name is Don Hansen.' he said.

'When's a good time to catch you, Don?'

'I'm home every evening after five.'

'Listen, Don, can I tell you something?'

'Yes?'

'Don, you're an asshole.'

Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.

Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call.

But after several months of calling them, it wasn't as enjoyable as it used to be. So, I came up with an idea. I called Asshole #1.

'Hello.'

'You're an asshole!' (But I didn't hang up.)

'Are you still there?' he asked.

'Yeah,' I said.

'Stop calling me.' he screamed.

'Make me!' I said.

'Who are you?' he asked.

'My name is Don Hansen'

'Yeah? Where do you live?'

'Asshole, I live at 1802 West 34th Street, a yellow house, with my black Beamer parked in front.'

'I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers.'

I said, 'Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole.'



Then I called Asshole #2.

'Hello?' he said.

'Hello, asshole,' I said.

He yelled, 'If I ever find out who you are?'

'You'll what?' I said.

'I'll kick your ass,' he exclaimed.

I answered, 'Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over rightnow.'

Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that lived at 1802 West 34th Street, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.

Then I called Channel 13 News about the gang war going down on West 34th

Street. I quickly got into my car and headed over to 34th street. There I saw two assholes beating the crap out of each other in front of six squad cars, a police helicopter, and news crew.

NOW, I feel better.


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hey people, take sum time to read this.. quite interesting=)
enjoy.

Anger Management
When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don't know.

I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I had forgotten to make. I found the number and dialled it.

A man answered saying, I politely said: 'This is Andrew. Could I please speak with Robin Carter?'

Suddenly, the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. I tracked down Robin's correct number and called her. I had transposed the last two digits of her phone number.

After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.

When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled: 'You're an asshole!' and hung up. I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell :'You're an asshole!' It always cheered me up.

When Caller ID came to our area, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole' calling would have to stop.
So, I called his number and said ; 'Hi, this is John Smith from the Telephone Company. I'm just calling to see if you're familiar with the Caller ID program?'

He yelled:' NO!' and slammed the phone down.

I quickly called him back and said, :'That's because you're an asshole!'

One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking, Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I had been waiting for the spot. The idiot ignored me. I noticed a For Sale sign in his car window...so, I wrote down his number. A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole, (I had his number on speed dial), I thought I
Had better call the BMW asshole, too.

I said :' Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?'

'Yes, it is.'

'Can you tell me where I can see it?'

'Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th Street. It's a yellow house, and the car's parked right out in front.'

'What's your name?' I asked.

'My name is Don Hansen.' he said.

'When's a good time to catch you, Don?'

'I'm home every evening after five.'

'Listen, Don, can I tell you something?'

'Yes?'

'Don, you're an asshole.'

Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.

Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call.

But after several months of calling them, it wasn't as enjoyable as it used to be. So, I came up with an idea. I called Asshole #1.

'Hello.'

'You're an asshole!' (But I didn't hang up.)

'Are you still there?' he asked.

'Yeah,' I said.

'Stop calling me.' he screamed.

'Make me!' I said.

'Who are you?' he asked.

'My name is Don Hansen'

'Yeah? Where do you live?'

'Asshole, I live at 1802 West 34th Street, a yellow house, with my black Beamer parked in front.'

'I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers.'

I said, 'Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole.'



Then I called Asshole #2.

'Hello?' he said.

'Hello, asshole,' I said.

He yelled, 'If I ever find out who you are?'

'You'll what?' I said.

'I'll kick your ass,' he exclaimed.

I answered, 'Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over rightnow.'

Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that lived at 1802 West 34th Street, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.

Then I called Channel 13 News about the gang war going down on West 34th

Street. I quickly got into my car and headed over to 34th street. There I saw two assholes beating the crap out of each other in front of six squad cars, a police helicopter, and news crew.

NOW, I feel better.

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