Author: Jason MacKenzie

HALIFAX: File Outage, Updated

Right, the big August crisis.

I bet it was work hours.

I mean, they are fucking fired…

Now they just gonna ask you for all information three times redundtly and then putting all the data in the computer until it matches the ledgers, and the amounts were still wrong.

How many fucking years employment you building up doing your work wrong anyway.

Everyone can tell outside you’re all closed and fired downtown, now you got some fucker ruining the file processing.

Obviously, you ran outta work down there.

Updated,

You got no fucking explanation at all down there.

All you do is repeat yourself then can’t read or count.

All your automation from CRA failed.

The four words you know all ran out, all you say is “submit line 1” then needed it the same file from three sources and you still don’t know your job.

Every who sends paper to you is always late, because you enable them by also only being late.

Now go repeat yourself to some else you mute, then you see you outside thing and your some fucker with nothing to offer to a husband.

Then wiener hangs off you for his baby allowance for his 1500 dates with you for the marriage on the couch.

You don’t really think people pretend for you that you did that work did ya?

Like I said, a house full of condensation and two hours to turn on the computer, with all wet office furniture from you non-dehumidified house.

“Jusy wait everyone, it takes me two hours to turn on my computer in my wet house and it won’t run Google AI so when it turns back on I’ll send you my answer sheet.”

What does the rest of the staff do during this, fuck him the guy on the condensated carpet while they wait for the computer to turn on.

Fuckin’ fired, you’re the most fired people I ever seen.

It’s The Car With The Spade On It

The fuckers stealing government signs and blocking Government CCTV Cameras On Main Street / Braemar Drive….

It’s the cars with the Ace Of Spades on them, with a bunch of spray people down by Braemar Superstore.

The Govenment is gonna rack them in an Iron Maiden over that CCTV Camera….everyone in combat overseas already knows it.

That was the loser of the gang fight, them and all their girlfriends.

They got motorbikes etc., and all work at the font desks downtown and at stores and Tim Hortons.

Everyone here knows it, the little fucker was with them and his girlfriend they planned for him on his motorized scooter back at his house just like I said.

HALIFAX: Sign Thief Spay Painting Main Street Gonna Get It

The fucking T8S spray painting muther fucker.

You got no rights cunt.

There’s a fucking outage here….

I’m gonna railroad thr fucker.

You need my address how many times.

HAHAHA.

I fucking charging ya.

Yeah so I thought about the fight I decided your in with me, I mean since you wanted to fight me.

Hahaha.

When I get you down you’re gonna go to jail for twenty years.

Where’s the stolen happy face signs?

Where’s the stolen CCTV Camera?

At the foot bridge om Main Street.

So a big gang of India Indians came down here to me, they all got cars and I don’t.

I decided duriing the outage I’m gonna side with their gang from India.

They are gonna run your yard down because you got no rights.

I decided that you defaced their businesses on Main Street.

I though about it last night for a minute, you all want me to join in your gang fight.

I decided in the fight I’m gonna find the smallest one of them “the little fucker” and it’s him.

Your gonna take the blame, you the little cocksucker with the spray paint.

You got no rights with that there…

I told the India Gang it was you that damaged their business on Main Street.

Now they wanna fight ya too, with all their cars and you got no rights.

Then I’m gonna give you twenty years for it during the outage.

Oh yeah…

The big crisis about the stink in the apartments came up.

Smells like rotten feet and a dead body.

That’s bugs fucking cunt.

So you can drop that issue, might as well just get used to it.

Maybe all you people starting gang fights might wanna know what living in a City is first.

Diary Update, August 24th – September 1st

The big ordeal must be back…

The Government lost my files again, now they need everything three times in triplicate.

They must not know I’m from the Rail Road.

Big world afterall for someone.

Now they having their big end of August crisis every year down at failed Government House.

Fuck them, I went mountain climbing…nothing dangerous….out in the Rabhit Canyon.

I feel so awesome now….it was a super good workout.

My point is fuck their August Downtown, I was out hiking and mountain climbing all Summer.

I got more good health news, with turning 50…they can only treat me at that clinic until I turn 75.

Hahahaha, they must expect me to be a long living person if they’re planning that far ahead.

I mean, they pretend Downtown on the desks at their 311 rat line counter that they have no programs for people who don’t work.

Well, I’m just gonna enroll in Ballet Class then…since they were fucking lying.

They’ll probably be a big concert and everything.

That’s what I mean….

Starting over after divorce or whatever…I stick to the same schedule Mall from 7 – 9 PM etc, now I’m gonna enroll in Ballet Class.

That will get me back to the stage, maybe I’ll even start playing live again…most bands only have one member left now.

Now we’ll have a brand new crowd…ballet will turn into a big Death Metal concert, then Comic con for my RPG is coming, getting booked solid here.

At ballet everone’s gonna want to be in a band with me, that will stir things up.

I remember when Urban Sound Exchange started when the owner CEO of Cineplex was fifteen.

Then I had to work with him at CD Plus when he was thirty.

They are all sixty now….

Finally, I got the Record Store name and there’s no parents there now.

Now it will be just me and bands running it, so it can finally be an unsupervised hang out for me and my friends.

Fuck all those other people…now I’m the name and the hang out, all you rules people fucking outta here.