Anger Management

[PcManiac]

I am not sure if this has already been posted here, or maybe this is where I got it... I am backing up my lappy, and ran across it enjoy!

Anger Management:

When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take
It out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on
someone you don't know.

I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten
to make. I found the number and dialed it. A man answered, saying "Hello."
I Politely said, "Could I please speak with Robert Campbell?"

Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear "Get the right stinking number!"
and the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down Robert's correct number to call him, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits.

After hanging up with him, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.
When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled "You're a Twat!" and
hung up. I wrote his number down with the word 'Twat' next to it, 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 and yell, "You're a Twat!" It always cheered me up.

When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic "Twat" calling
would have to stop. So, I called his number and said,"Hi, this is John
Smith from BT . I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our Caller ID Program?"
He yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone. I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're a Twat!"

One day I was at Lakeside Shopping Center, getting ready to pull into a parking spot. Some guy in a gunmetal grey Land Rover cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his back window, so I wrote down his number.

A couple of days later, right after calling the first Twat (I had his number on speed dial,) I thought that I'd better call the Land Rover Twat, too. I said, "Is this the man with the gunmetal grey Land Rover for sale?"

"Yes, it is", he said.

"Can you tell me where I can see it?" I asked.

"Yes, I live at 129 Woodlands Road, in Milford. It's a terraced house, and the car's parked right out in front."

"What's your name?" I asked.

"My name is Steve Hansen," he said.

"When's a good time to catch you, Steve?"

"I'm home most days as I'm currently unemployed."

"Listen, Steve, can I tell you something?"

"Yes?"

"Steve, you're a Twat!" Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.
Now, when I had a problem, I had two a**holes to call. Then one day I came up with an idea. I called Twat No.1.

"Hello?"

"You're a Twat!" (But I didn't hang up.)

"Are you still there?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"Stop calling me," he screamed.

"Make me," I said.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"My name is Steve Hansen."

"Yeah? Where do you live?"

"I live at 129 Woodlands Road, Milford, a terraced house, with my gunmetal
grey Land Rover parked out the front."

He said, "I'm coming over right now, Steve. And you had better start saying
your prayers."

I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, Twat," and hung up.

Then I called Twat No.2. "Hello?" he said.

"Hello, Twat," I said.

He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..."

"You'll do what?" I said.

"I'll kick your a**," he exclaimed.

I answered, "Well, Twat, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now."

Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 129 Woodlands Road, Milford , and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.

Then I called Channel 5 News about the hoodie war going down in Woodlands Road, Milford .

I quickly got into my car and headed over to Woodlands Road. I got there just in time to watch the two Twats beating the shit out of each other in front of six police cars, an overhead police helicopter and a News crew.

Result....

Now I feel MUCH better.
Take it from me, this anger management really works...!!!

[Nflight]

It is a well used Joke, But I never tire of it!