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I told a man no today

I am short staffed in work during a really busy period. One project I am contributing to has overrun by two months so any further demands on my time will affect some absolutely crucial projects in other areas that simply have to be done.

The project manager on this disastrous project, who is incompetent, sent me two new requirements today which would take a couple of days to complete, then require support through testing and any updates. These came out of the blue, unplanned at a time when the project was meant to be getting signed off and all my time and effort could be spent on the backlog of work I'd been forced to neglect.

I told him no.

He had the audacity to make a shocked pikachu face and say "But this puts the project at risk!".

"This project is two months late, and you've only identified two vital components right at the end. It's not me who's put the project at risk."

*This is a true story told in the style of a foid from TwoX. It's pointless, it's uninteresting and it's highly specific to me. Who cares that I pushed back to some twat who was trying to take the piss? Happens every week. Why do foids do this and pat each other on the back for ordinary stuff?

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I'm glad you survived that assault.

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Thank you sweaty, in some ways it was very affirming, standing up to a man like that who's clearly used to getting his own way and just telling him "no" but yes my heart sure was racing!

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:#marseykneel:

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I'm 100% certain that this is exactly how this interaction went down, no hyperbole or embellishments of any kind :clueless:

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She probably was staring at her phone and almost ran over the guy

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Almost certainly

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You know it’s real because he made the face from a meme IRL

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There is approximately a 0% chance that she was walking in the center of the path in a way that wasn't intrusive to everyone around her. The fact she needed to make an mspaint diagram premptively makes it even less likely she's telling the truth.

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The fact that she was close enough to slap the roller from his hand shows she was very close to it.

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I mean, in her story he approached her as she was passing so thats not necessarily a flaw.

But my guess is she was close enough that he almost painted her while he was turning around for a refill or something and you just know that would have ended up being his problem

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I din't actually read it all. But no way the minimum wage post painter walked more than 2 feet. But yea your second thing is probably what happened.

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Im always thinking outside the OP pov when reading these stories and wondering what may actually had happen.

On first read i figured she wasnt paying attention and almost stumbled into the paint, triggering the sensible response of our innocent pole painter

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Also have to consider how fat this person really is

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I would guess she actually knocked over his paint. She’s there playing PokΓ©mon go (to the poles) and not paying attention to what’s actually around her.

!blackjack105

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Are you assuming:

  1. the validity of her story

  2. the length of her arms

??

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Reported by:

yea

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Yes because this didn't happen

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Imagine the world where every lie told by twox users actually happens

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I’m pretty sure that’s just called Italy

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:marseyflagitalypat: Paradiso :marseygodfatherpat:

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Fun fact, Italy is the only primary West European nation where people are actively leaving in large numbers.

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I don't even think they're lies, it's just ordinary shit that happens every day. No idea why they think some of this shit is worth writing about.

Oh wow, you snapped back to an butthole let's make a movie about it. Foids πŸ€¦β€β™‚οΈ.

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Oh wow, you imagined snapping back to an butthole let's make a movie about it.

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We moids would be extreme chads

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Her first reaction was slapping the roller away despite her being 7 meters away? And then started to yell? Absolutely made up.

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Looks like she went to nursing school https://www.undelete.pullpush.io/r/NursingStudent/comments/f4rohe/student_fail_of_the_year/

God help the poor bastards she will tend to.

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but the emotional part is screaming that I’m too stupid and incompetent to be a nurse

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This sounds like someone who fricks up on purpose to get pity or something

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that level of technological ineptitude takes skill

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Trackpads are super fricking annoying. I find my left hand touching the top left of mine every now and then while I'm using a mouse, so it'll either click on something I didn't mean to or fling my cursor across the screen. I'll give her a pass on this.

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Why are nurses always the absolute worst foids?

I’ve never met a nurse or a soon to be nurse that was stable and not completely terrible to be around

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When she was still alive, my sister always called troublesome men Napoleon. She did this because so many men are obsessed about height and/or peepee size and being called Napoleon shoots straight to the heart of their fragile Egos. I miss her so much. (+134)

I wonder why men are worried about those things, so strange. I like to comment on the weight and breast size of troublesome women because it shoots straight to the heart of their fragile Egos. I’m sorry about your sister. (-9)

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VALIDATE ME!

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You ARE hecking valid. Pingas isn't a boomer meme it, like, wasn't even that long ago β™‘

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Hi Ted, new account?

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I'm the Nazbol Dr Robotnik Motherlover! How dare you!

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:marseymeds: Take your meds, Ted.

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Shitstain was exactly the right term, nicely done. It can be so hard to come up with the right moniker in the heat of the moment 🌳 ✨ 🌺

Envious of the greatest, most clever moment of that foid's life.

When she was still alive, my sister always called troublesome men Napoleon. She did this because so many men are obsessed about height and/or peepee size and being called Napoleon shoots straight to the heart of their fragile Egos. I miss her so much.

If your dead sister ever did call any man Napoleon, they had no idea what the frick she was talking about and stopped listening if she started to explain.

Its actually really important to have a go-to insult for all situations so you're not left grasping for one. Shitstain, frickface, peepeebreath, you name it. Practice it, commit to it.

So they do practice being R*dditors.

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If your dead sister ever did call any man Napoleon, they had no idea what the frick she was talking about and stopped listening if she started to explain.

You see, it's a very clever quip, the name I just called you. Let me explain so you can see :marseysmug2: Hey! Hey! Where are you going? You haven't had a sensible chuckle with me yet!

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gets called Napoleon

Sweet. I’m the fricking king baby! An emperor. My name is etched in history forever. Probably fricked hundreds of hairy, but hot French women despite being 5’3. I’m the definition of a short king. Thanks for the compliment.

gets called any other β€œmean” name

Have been called every name in the book by my closest friends for my entire life. Literally not a single word or name can offend me, especially from a stranger. Actually well practiced in making clever comebacks because all men do with their friends is talk shit to each other back and forth.

Wielding the chadly knowledge that you can send any foid into a three week emotional tailspin, concluding with her posting a fantasy comeback on TwoX just by calling her a b-word, slut or saying she’d look a lot prettier with a peepee in her mouth.

It never even began for femcels

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See this shit with fat woman on their phone , everyday. I dunno if it's a balance thing, but they walk in a serpentine pattern, angry when you pass them, acting like a drunk fricking pace-car.

Watch where you're going idiot.

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Hambeasts are literally totally oblivious to everyone and everything around them. They move around so little that they have lost all sense of balance and spatial distance and will frequently walk into walls and corners and trip on rugs and stuff. Even slight disturbances like that can cause their weak, misshapen bodies to fall over, and getting up from a seated position is actually really hard for them, so they might fall over trying to get up too, and complain about the bruise for a while. When they're outside (even without their phones), they don't tend to treat the sidewalks as roads and stick to their "lane", but instead will swagger around randomly. A lot of them feel self-conscious in public, like people are stopping to stare at them, but that's because they waddle around like drunkards so you have to stop walking to try and assess the situation to see if they'll bump into you or get out of the way. It's really inconsiderate and makes me feel kind of embarrassed to be out in public with them, because it's like having an giant, oblivious, un-cute version of a toddler walking with you. I've been pressured off the sidewalk a bunch of times by ones that had no idea they were swerving into my "lane", but it's hard to remember to walk slow enough to not wear them out without going side-by-side.

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Impressive. Normally people with such severe developmental disabilities struggle to write much more than a sentence or two. He really has exceded our expectations for the writing portion. Sadly the coherency of his writing, along with his abilities in the social skills and reading portions, are far behind his peers with similar disabilities.

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I don't get it why is she taking a picture? She went back to the same place to stage a picture just to try and prove her story. My verdict is that she is unhinged. Also she could stand to lose some weight.

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:#marseyconfused:

Snapshots:

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passing :marseylaugh:

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