A REALLY BAD DAY?

For all of you who occasionally have a really bad day when you just need
to take it out on someone!!! Don't take that bad day out on someone you
know.

Take it out on someone you DON'T know!!!!

Now get this: I was sitting at my desk, when I remembered a phone call I
had to make. I found the number and dialed it. A man answered nicely
saying, “Hello”?

I said “This is Russ Kashka, and. could I please speak to Robin Carter?

Suddenly the phone was slammed down on me!
I couldn't believe that anyone could be that rude.

I tracked down Robin's correct number and called her. She had transposed
the last two digits incorrectly.

After I hung up with Robin, I spotted the wrong number still lying there
on my desk. I decided to call it again. When the same person once more
answered, I yelled,

"You're a jackass!" and hung up.

Next to his phone number I wrote the word “Jackass”, and put it in my
desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a
really bad day, I'd call him up.

He'd answer and then I'd yell, "You're a Jackass!"

It would always cheer me up. Later in the year the phone company
introduced caller ID. This was a real disappointment for me. I would
have to stop calling the jackass. Then one day I had an idea. I dialed
his number; then heard his voice.

“Hello”,

I made up a name.

“Hi. This is Bob, at the sales office of the telephone company and I'm
just calling to see if you're familiar with our caller ID program”?

He said, “NO”!, and slammed the phone down. I quickly called him back
and said. “That's because you're a Jackass”!

The reason I took the time to tell you this story, is to show you how if
there's ever anything really bothering you, you can do something about
it. Just dial 823 4863.

(Keep reading..It gets MUCH better!)

An old lady at the mall really took her time pulling out of the parking
space. I didn't think she was ever going to leave. Finally, her car
began to move and she started to very slowly back out of the slot. I
backed up a little more to give her plenty of room to pull out. Great,
I thought, she's finally leaving.

All of a sudden this black Camaro comes flying up the parking isle in
the wrong direction and pulls into her space. I started honking my horn
and yelling,

"You can't just do that, Buddy. I was here first!" The guy climbed out
of the Camaro; completely ignoring me. He walked toward the mall as if
he didn't even hear me.

I thought to myself, this guy's a jackass, there sure a lot of Jackasses
in this world. I noticed he had a 'For sale' sign in the back window of
his car. I wrote down the number. Then I hunted for another place to
park.

A couple of days later, I'm at home sitting at my desk. I had just
gotten off the phone after calling 823 4863 and yelling, "You're a
Jackass!" (It's really easy to call him now since I have his number on
speed dial), when I noticed the phone number of the guy with the black
Camaro lying on my desk, and thought: I'd better call this guy, too.

After a couple rings someone answered the phone and said,”Hello”.,

"I said, is this the man with the black Camaro for sale?"
“Yes, it is”.

“Can you tell me where I can see it?”

“Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th Street. It's a yellow house and the
car's parked right out front”.

I asked, “What's your name”?..

He said, “My name is Don Hansen”, he said... “When's a good time to
catch you, Don?”

”I'm home evenings:, Don said.

“Listen Don, can I tell you something”?

“Yes”, he said..

“Don, you're a jackass”!, and I slammed the phone down. After I hung
up I added Don Hansen's number on my speed dialer. For a while, things
seemed to be going better for me.

Now when I had a problem; I had two jackasses to call. Then after
several months of calling the jackasses and hanging up on them, it just
wasn't as enjoyable as it used to be.

I gave the problem some serious thought and came up with a solution.
First, I had my phone dial Jackass #1.
A man answered nicely saying, “Hello”.

I yelled "You're a jackass" but didn't hang up.

The jackass said, “Are you still there?”

I said, “Yeah.” He said. “Stop calling me”.

I said. “No.” He said, “What's your name, Pal?”

I said, “Don Hansen”. “He asked, “Where do you live”?

I said, “1802 West 34th Street. It's a yellow house and my black
Camare's parked out front”.

He said I'm coming over right now, Don. You'd better start saying your
prayers”. I said, “Yeah, like i'm really scared, Jackass!” and hung up.

Then I called Jackass #2. He answered, “Hello”.

I said, “Hello, Jackass!” He said, “If I ever find out who you
are....”. I asked “You'll what”? “ I'll kick your ass”.

I said, “Well, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now Jackass”!,
and hung up.

Then I picked up the phone and called the police. I told them I was at
1802 West 34th Street and that I was going to kill my gay lover as soon
as he got home.

Another quick call to Channel 13 about the gang war going on down on
West 34th Street. After that I climbed into my car and headed over to
34th Street to watch the whole thing.

Glorious! If you ever want to watch two Jackasses kicking the crap out
of each other in front of 6 squad cars and a police helicopter. I taped
it off the evening news, and I’ll send you a copy. (if you’re not a
Jackass)

LOL Funny!

my opinion and i am not a lawyer is that you incited some harassment by
calling these people, providing them with a little fuel, pitted them
against each other, causing some personal injury, got the authorities
involved, and called in the news. good job for a novice "Jackass".

This is the funniest thing I've read in a long time!!! Thanks for the
laugh! :)

you know it cost me 2 grand to get out of jail

2500 for the lawyer

and 500 hours of comunity service

you jackass

Sorry Robin..

Perhaps you can write it off as a tax deduction!!

I hope he bought the Camaro!!

i must say that is one of the best

posts in this joke thread

thanks bobby

Thanks for a great laugh