Psychologist Consoles Data Loss Victims
(ok.whatever) writes "A former suicide prevention counselor is employed full-time by a data recovery firm to console its callers. The San Francisco Chronicle reports: 'When the company receives a call from someone who's clearly lost it -- which can happen several times an hour -- Chessin comes on the line to help the caller rediscover their happy place.' Good grief!"
Slashdot sucks! My comments are disappearing! Methinks slashdot may be filtering for the words "TROLL" and "Tuesday". Jebus this site sucks.
In Soviet Russia Anus Itches You!
Hey, some freak's on the phone saying he's just switched from (insert favorite open source os) to Win2k server!! Here you take him!
God no, why waste good time councilling against suicide with someone who should clearly just throw themselves off a cliff?
It's Tuesday, bitches!
Maybe people who get suicidal over losing a few mp3s or pictures shouldn't be coaxed away from the ledge. In fact, maybe they should be pushed off.
For example, when I'm down, I sometimes go into the men's room and urinate on the toilet paper so that the next guy that comes in to wipe his ass finds a soggy urine soaked roll hanging there. One time I took at shit in a paper bag and dumped it on the hotel elevator. Drawing swastikas with a permanent marker in public places is great too. Racial slurs are fun too.
Sometimes I rip pages out of library books. I like to rip the last page or two out of mystery stories (this is great when a book is 700 or 800 pages long--some shmuck won't get to see how it ended after all that reading!). Nasty trolling is another good stress reliever, although I don't like flaming people. I prefer "real world" trolling like petty vandalism.
Represent, motherfuckers!
And a special "hello" to all Pacific Coasters who have just entered "Troll Tuesday."
KEEP ON TROLLING.