So yeah, I happened on this on Twitter.
Now, David, you don’t suppose maybe the reason for your troubles at work might have anything to do with crap like this, do you?
Or, perhaps, this?
Your unfortunate readers only have your highly dubious word about these co-workers and CUSTOMERS being racist. But even assuming you’re telling the truth, starting arguments with customers and co-workers alike, no matter how douche-baggy they may or may not be, is probably why you’re facing problems at work and why you’re about to lose yet another job. For all you and your two little friends keep harping on me for my employment troubles, I at least have the excuse that the jobs I’ve taken over the past few years were temporary or seasonal and therefore had shelf lives with expiration dates. You, on the other hand, are combative and abusive toward others as a matter of habit. No one is under any obligation to put up with your incessant bullshit.
And this is not the first time you’ve gotten yourself fired for being abusive toward your co-workers.
This was not long after he’d gotten himself a job at the Art Museum. He was fired soon after. Coincidental, I’m sure…actually, probably not.
Riiiight, not your fault you were fired, Davey-boy. It’s always someone else’s fault you can’t hold down a job. It can’t possibly be your inability to get along with your co-workers, your supervisors, and the customers and clients of the places you get oh-so-briefly hired. It MUST be something else. I’m sure you’ll probably find a way to blame me, as usual.
Now, again, maybe these people really are racist. I don’t know. It’s difficult to say since we only have the word of a proven liar to go on. David only tells that side and interpretation of any given story that makes him look like the poor put-upon victim. He does this in a shameless effort to gain sympathy. His mother does this all the time, too. I remember back in the early 90s, the hag took a job cleaning at a veterinarian’s clinic and regularly started confrontations with her employer. She once described—boasted, really—how she’d shoved a wet mop head in his face so he could smell how filthy it was, simply because she didn’t like how supposedly infrequently the mop heads were changed out. Uh, stupid, you were mopping up animal urine as your job. Naturally it’s going to stink, even after one use. That’s why you’re supposed to properly wash, rinse, and dry the equipment afterward.
So yeah, clearly there’s a pattern of abuse, and then when people refuse to put up with it, behave like the victim and hide behind mental illness as the all-purpose excuse.
But it’s all just pretense in the end, isn’t it Davey-boy? You’re crazy, yes, for different reasons than you claim. You’re narcissistic, verbally and physically abusive, and psychotic. I know, I’ve seen the medicines you’ve been prescribed over the years and I know what mental derangements they’re used to treat. Here’s an idea: start taking your anti-psychotic meds again and maybe you won’t be quite so likely to start fights with everybody that result in you getting fired from job after job. It might also help your marriage.
Your insanity is treatable, David. That you refuse to get treatment is your choice, and no one else’s.