can't forget to work in the everyone randomly singing same song and the suicide pact. for those not familiar, i came up with a suicide pact at work that revolved around the shitty music we are usually forced to listen to. it's bad now but it was worse under the rule of brian webster. he of the always listening to the disco station. the first time you here in the navy you think "shit, i haven't heard this stupid song in years." the 4th time you hear it that week you think, "shit, i should only be forced to hear this song once every 3 or 4 years." true, i believe disco is music not made to be listened to. it is to be danced to, if that's your bag. therefor, it is repetitive to no end. that's great when you are hopped on goof balls and cocaine and don't want to have to stop dancing to the same rhythm. that's an aside. just know it drives me fucking crazy. so i came up with a statement in protest: we all agree to kill ourselves when a song we know we will hear comes on (it was "on the radio" by i think donna summers when i came up with it). the kicker is we have left a envelope tacked to the corkboard in the breakroom with a card in it that just has the song title on it. take that brian webster and your fucking horrible taste in music!
anyways, those two things
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