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Thursday, April 26, 2012

Karmic Dust In Your Face

 While visiting a local literary genius at his apartment complex, we heard an annoying noise.

 The backpack  blower.

These things spin audible noise so hard that it protrudes sound out at over one-hundred decibels.

We were having one of those deep philosophical discussions about useless people. Both of us interjected the somber conversation with lightning quick, light-hearted wit, and a sense of hope for the future.

 It had to become tainted with the loud 'WHOOOOOSHHHHSOOOOSHH" of the anti-vacuum.

 We took the pause as opportunity to laugh a bit. When the skew-skulled individual that wielded the bellowing blowhose came near the door, he decidedly pointed the stream of dust, dirt, and leaves into the gap between the threshold and the door.

 What a douche. Worse than that, at least a douche leaves you clean. This cat was going to litter us with his leavings and skit-addle without even scratching sand at the waste.

 We wouldn't have it! With our wits about us, we dampened two towels and shoveled them under the floor. Wait, maybe we just shoved them, but either way, that guy saw a flapping surrender sign.

 Genius as he is, my literary acquaintance took it upon himself to brace the door even further. The sight of him reaching for each side of the frame was too hilarious not to start laughing uproariously. The bedlam inside must have scared the poor dolt outside, we heard less and less of the noise.

 We had won. Or so, we thought. The calls started pouring in. Every door had the same thing happen. The guy is a sadist punk, messing with people's airways for fun. Many people are upset. I was asked by a disabled man to "teach that sucker a lesson", but I do not use violence to enforce what I may think is 'right'. I could have easily just opened the door while he was across from it, and crushed him a bit, but I knew that the negative action would only stick with me.

 His will stay on him for quite some time. The baby, the elderly woman, and the disabled will be revenged by sweet, sweet karma.

Some work for free has bloomed into paid work. Thanks, That Bastard!

May the next few bits of your day be a little less sucky. I know mine will!

33 comments:

  1. That picture is looking pretty awesome :) Also yes, don't lower yourself to that guys level. Though maybe you should act as an agent of karma.

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    1. Thanks, I spent a little while on it.

      Agent of karma, that's a good name. Maybe my next hero will have that title.

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  2. Ah.. karma will get to him. Let's just hope someone gets to see it when it happens.

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    1. Or records it and puts it on youtube!

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  3. That is a great pic. Karma will get him in the end. It usually does for many. LOL bracing the door would be too funny not to laugh really loud.

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    1. Thanks@

      Karma may get him in the end, or possibly the front.

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  4. That guy...definite jerk. Karma does have a way of giving back the dust one puts into the universe.

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    1. Yup, he's from Jerkistan, for sure. Hell be dealt with, for sure.

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  5. Good post...and glad to see you snagged some work :-)...I have a part-time job but still looking for a full-time one.

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    1. Thanks. I'm always down for more work. I recently started a little garden,so I can work the soil and sell the veggies at harvest.

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  6. Love the picture and also the way you dealt with the situation lol... I don't think it would have done any harm to gently point out the obvious to the fellow - but your way was more fun.

    From what I read here, it sounds like karma has a negative connotation when used in English?

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    1. Thanks for loving the picture.

      The only reason it seems karma has a negative connotation is that in the context of this story, the guy is building bad karma, while I'm building good karma by not bashing him in.

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    2. Well that works here - but seems like everywhere I go online, other blogs or Twitter, it's always made out to be bad. But maybe I'm reading the wrong stuff! :-)

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  7. I appreciate the pun the end. The whole story... probably even more, if not as much.

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    1. I was hoping I'd get some adoration with that one. Almost changed it, thinking"nobody will appreciate this'.

      Thanks for proving my pessimistic self-conscience wrong. He always needs to be cut down a bit.

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  8. I ABHOR those backpack blowers! The just make a bloody mess. All they do is blow crap from one side of the garden to the other, you still have to pick it up manually. I think most people have them for noise pollution/irritation value.

    My neighbour's son has a motorbike with a very loud engine, unnecessarily loud and he screams through the (townhouse) complex like a bat out of hell, despite the speed limit. Very disrespectful, if you ask me. I have a feeling karma is going to befall his ugly little punk-ass very soon! (wishful thinking!)

    Great post, babe! Love that graphic. The pickaxe is a nice touch!:)

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    1. Your neighbor's son sound s like a true hooligan. I hope it does catch up to him sooner than later, for your aural benefit.

      Thanks for liking the graphic. That tiny war-hammer was once a cane. It's the only element of the picture that I didn't create. I grabbed it from a site. Shhhh, don't tell anyone, lol.

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    2. He is! I'll tell you the story sometime!

      I like that the war-hammer was once a cane, it sugests a transformation of some sort. As for the image theft, I vil take zis information to ze grave! :)

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    1. And sometimes I like both of those. Call me a glutton for punishment.

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  10. I don't understand the comeuppance there, he did what he want and you suffered.

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    1. The comeuppance is his eventual karmic balancing. Also, to not confront him, but make fun behind closed doors was an unorthodox victory as well.

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  11. Arrg! I hate those darn blowers!! They only ever make the mess someone elses problem! I hope the disabled man gets his revenge!!

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  12. It's been my experience that some people do things sometimes without realizing the consequence toward others. Did anyone talk to this guy about what was happening? But that might just be the part of my brain, willing to give people the bennifit of the doubt, talking. Then again, maybe he was just a dirt bag.......i like the thought about karmic dust. Like a fairy flitts about at night to sprinkle it on deserving souls. :)

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  13. Agreed, what goes around comes around. Karma's a bitch I've been told! I wouldn't know...hehe..

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  15. Wow, talk about inconsiderate. :|

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  16. Sometimes it's best to let karma do the dirty work for you when it comes to getting revenge.

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  17. At times, I try to beat Karma to it, but yes it always comes around.

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