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Just a little fun for the middle of the week….

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Q. Nashville: I’m a happily married 35-year-old woman. A few weeks ago, I was having drinks at the home of a single female friend who is prone to “oversharing” about her personal life, particularly the rather large number of men she sleeps with. After an extra margarita or two, she persuaded me to talk about my sex life with my husband—which is very satisfying and fun, by the way. Much to my surprise, I found myself telling her that we engage in some “kinky” activities—I spank him, he sometimes wears panties, etc. She was absolutely shocked and told me that my husband would never be a “real” man and that he was almost certainly gay. To my astonishment, she has told several mutual friends about my confession, and now I suspect people are laughing behind our backs. I have cut off all contact with her, but I’m still worried about the firestorm of gossip this has created. What should I do?

A. Left Of Sean:  OMG, yes he’s gay!  Role play and panty-ass fudge packer are two very different things.  You should divorce now…..but send us the film footage first so we can judge him correctly.

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Q. Help! I Feel Threatened by Our Female Pastor: I married the man of my dreams five years ago this month. We dated for almost three years prior to the wedding. He is wonderful … a kind, hard–working, and prosperous man. When we met and started dating, I was aware of my husband’s commitment as a practicing Christian, which included an active relationship with his church. I am just not really into church life but attend occasionally with him and support his participation, including his desire to tithe our income. No problems; all has worked out well. Until his/our church had a change in pastors. It is common for our denomination to “transfer” pastors from time to time. For years, we had “Rev. Bob.” My husband had a good relationship with him and often met with him for lunch, personal spiritual counsel, or just to chat about faith. Now, Rev. Bob has moved on and has been replaced with Rev. Denise. A female pastor! Apparently, my husband has normed in to having a pastoral confidant and has sought such from Rev. Denise, too. I have to admit if Rev. Denise was some old troll of a woman, I’d be fine, but she is a woman of about 35, just out of the seminary. The idea of my dear husband talking and sharing on a special level with her drove me to the edge. One night when we both got home from work, my husband shared how much he enjoyed Rev. Denise’s insight about some biblical perspectives and how much he looked forward to their next chat. Prudence, I flew into a rage! I am a very secure woman, but I felt great threat at Rev. Denise. I told my husband he MUST stop attending church and supporting it financially. And he must end contact with Rev. Denise. Backfire! My husband is now furious at me and is now using such phases as “IF this marriage continues.” Help!

A. Left Of Sean:  Are you fucking kidding me?  First of all, your husband is fucking retarded for going to church in the first place and you’re a subservient asshat for allowing it!  This is just another case of religion fucking things up.  Let him go.  Dump that idiot before he gives away all his money to a non-existent god and the tards who follow him!  Idiot.

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Q. I Don’t Like My Son’s Girlfriend, but He Wants To Propose: My youngest (in his 20s) has a girlfriend that I can’t stand. She’s a beautiful girl, and very smart and nice, but she’s very unrealistic. She is always telling my son that he can “do anything he sets his mind to if he works hard” and that he should go after all his dreams in life. This is all well and good, but I want my son to have a serious, realistic outlook on life. Most people don’t get everything they want out of their adult life. I know for sure I didn’t. I’m worried that this girl is convincing my son to expect too much. That’s not how his father and I raised him. He’s been dating this girl for a few years, and he came home last night with a huge ring—bigger than anything I’ve ever had! He is going to propose to her in a week, and I want to stop him. I know my son is happy with this girl—the happiest I’ve ever seen him be, in fact, but I’m worried that he’ll have unrealistic expectations with her and be disappointed later in life. But he loves this girl with all his heart, and I can see that she clearly loves him as well. What should I do?

A. Left Of Sean:  My god!  What a horrible fucking parent you are.  Not only are you a horrible parent you’re a horrible person.  Do us all a favor and kill yourself….soon!  Hey son, life sucks.  Settle for mediocrity.  Fuck your dreams.  Life is horrible and I’m living proof so just give up now! I’m pretty sure you should seek psychiatric help for your obvious inferiority complex and severe depression.

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Q. Leaving Friends Behind … Or Not: I’m a 22-year-old college student, and soon I’ll be going out into the world and trying to find a job. My problem is an odd one, as I see it. My mother says that in order to have a better chance of getting hired by someplace within my field (I have an associate’s degree in IT and am currently working on my bachelor’s degree in justice studies), I should stop using two of my closest childhood friends as references. She also said that I should stop associating with them altogether, because they could reflect badly on my reputation! One of them has appeared in court, on a charge that was later dropped because her side of the story was proven to be the true, but the other one has a spotless police record apart from repeated car accidents. I understand that, sadly, we are judged by the company we keep, and that continuing to associate with my childhood friends will most likely reflect badly on me. But I have known the accident-prone one since kindergarten and the other since sixth grade, and I am very close to them. I really don’t want to end these friendships, but I also don’t want to be judged based on their reputations. Should I end my friendships with them, as my mom recommends, and if so, how would I go about doing it?

A. Left Of Sean:  Oh you stupid, stupid coed.  Don’t worry, with an associates degree you’ll remain unemployed and when you top that off with a degree in justice studies you are just decreasing your chances even further.  My advice?  Start selling crack.  You have no marketable education so you might as well try to make a buck where you can.

ps.  Your mother is a fucking moron!

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Left Of Sean Corporate Headquarters
1 Absurdity Road
Jesusville, Oklahoma  12345

August 9, 2010

From the office of the President & CEO, The Left Of Sean


Dear Subserviant Minions,

Our economy sucks ass.  That’s right, I said it.  We’re heading down a spiral to doom like a large turd spins down the toilet.

Because these times suck ass, I have implemented a cost saving program for our company that will trim a significant amount of waste from our books.

It has come to my attention that we are spending too much money on Huddle markers.  Because each department must use a red, black, and blue marker, the costs are significantly higher than say, just a red and blue marker.

Our initial inclination was to use only one colored marker for the Huddle.  However, we soon realized that this would not work because the most important aspect of the Huddle is that there are three markers: red, black, and blue.  {Please repeat this to yourself to reiterate the importance of the three markers.}

So, in an effort to reduce the amount of ink we’re using in each of the three markers, I have created a marker library.  Each Huddle leader will go to the Marker Library prior to Huddle start times and check out three markers to be used for the Huddle.  If you Huddle more than once a day, you will be required to go to the Marker Library to check out your markers each time.

All markers must be returned to the Marker Library within three (3) minutes of the Huddle end time.

Because office space is limited, we have had to create the Marker Library off-site.  To acquire cheap rental space for the library, we have rented a small office only 42 miles from our corporate headquarters.  Each Huddle leader will be expected to drive to the new Marker Library to pick up your three markers at your own expense.  This is the beauty of this cost saving measure.  We will, of course, dock your pay while you are out of the office.

All employees will be required to sign a waiver of responsibility in the event that you have an accident going to or returning from the Marker Library.

Remember, we all have to tighten our belts a little tighter to survive our “suck ass” economy.  We will get through this recession/depression/obsession/compression and will be better off as a company…..well, I will be better off, not you.  But your dedication to my well being is appreciated.

In conclusion, lunches have been reduced to 8 minutes a day between the hours of 12:06pm and 12:20pm.  You will not be allowed to leave the premises during lunch.

Have a great Labor Day weekend and I expect to see most of you on Monday, Labor Day.  We have posted cameras throughout the office to ensure compliance.  I will be monitoring those cameras from my yacht and contacting any employee who is absent on Monday.

Sincerely,

Left Of Sean

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Last year I wrote about a consultant who came to my office to tell us about an exciting new program called Huddle that we were required to implement.

The most important part about Huddle is that there are three markers involved…..three…….THREE MARKERS {use your best retard voice when using your inner monologue to read that statement.}

To get a little background, here are the previous entries on Huddle.

What a productive huddle…
Sean was actually RIGHT for a change…
Corporate Bullshit…
The Huddle and getting back to nature…
All hail The Huddle…
How to rob a bank…
Let’s all hire a consultant…
All hail, God of Three Markers…
Embracing Technology…

Sitting at lunch today, one of my coworkers brought to my attention the fact that the consultant who brought up the Huddle in the first place is STILL here.  We just can’t figure out what he’s doing!

Then it hit me!

He’s here to continue the reinvention of the Huddle.

Stay with me here.

What we’ve noticed over the years is that corporations really have no good ideas to increase productivity.  They regurgitate the same stale idea under a new name.

Six Sigma is just KaizenHuddle is just Group Think.

Given that, I think I can predict the future of our current Huddle.  Remember, the MOST IMPORTANT ASPECT of the Huddle is that there are three markers.

Name Marker Color Notes
Group Think Any Any Any One of the originals…..it was working correctly
Huddle Red Black Blue Executives all over the country were fooled by a consultant rebranding effort that in effect, only changed the name of the same Group Think process.
Muddle Red Black Green Green, it was decided, is a happier color.
Fuddle Red Black Yellow Green became too happy.
Scoople Black Red Purple Yellow was unreadable by older employees. Lawsuits forced a change
Poople Black Red Brown In an effort to tie a marker color to the name of the process, Poople was coupled with brown.  The metaphor was lost on the executives….for a while.
Puddle Black Orange Pink Executive management finally caught on and changed brown to pink.
Huddle Red Black Blue Homosexuals revolted and made the company change the color.  Executive management decided that the best colors were red, black, & blue.
Group Think Any Any Any It was deemed that enough employees had left the company as to not remember the original Group Think name, so it was brought back.  Colors were deemed unimportant. Focus was placed on the “circle of employees” and the pre-Think dance.
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This is just a quick post to give a shout out to two of the coolest gangstas in the world: Jay & Lisa.

I met Jay & Lisa, hereby known as the Brew Crew, for a couple of 40s and an 8-ball or two last night.  Damn they was fly.  When Lisa sucker punched that waitress cause she forgot the butter I thought I would never stop laughing.

Anyway, here’s my shout….

Wassup, biotches?

Peace….OUT!

Oh, and HAPPY BIRF-DAY LISA!!!

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On a serious note, you guys rock and I’m looking forward to many more nights of politics, literature, Arrested Development, Curb Your Enthusiasm, Gus, and general merriment.  Oh, and I think we need a Token (you know, a Republican) to join our group so we have someone to pick on!

Love you guys.

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ViaLula:  I need a hobby.

Left Of Sean:  I have several suggestions.

ViaLula:  They have to be cheap.

Left Of Sean:  Professional Blowjob Girl.

ViaLula:  Oh hell no!

Left Of Sean:  That’s right.  You’re over 40. You don’t give blowjobs any more.

ViaLula:  Okay, rethink.  I said I need a hobby.  If I am going to do those things, then I’m going to get paid and therefore it’s not a hobby.

Left Of Sean:  Ok, hand jobs?  You can do them for free.  I’ll let you practice on me so you can hone your skills.  Then, we could go to the International Hand & Blow Job Competition in Copenhagen.

ViaLula:  You’re insane.

Left Of Sean:  You’re just now figuring that out?

ViaLula:  Dude, I am NOT wanting to be a whore for my hobby.

Left Of Sean:  You wouldn’t be a whore.  You’d be a slut.  Whore’s charge.  Sluts are free.

{Some time later…}

Left Of Sean:  ViaLula?  Are you there?

{Some more time later…}

Left Of Sean:  I guess you’re practicing on someone else.  Talk to you tomorrow…..and by the way, I don’t want to shake hands with you ever again!

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