I work with monsters
So we got this photo. And then everyone started talking about it. Out IT guy is the one that usually receives pictures that reporters send to the direct phone line where we usually get photos of such things — we get them everyday: fires, car accidents, suicide attempts, drugs and liquor, etc … there always has to be something.
So today the IT guy starts talking about the guy in the picture very casually. “Today we’ve got an awesome one!” he said to my colleague and I as we were passing by his desk to get to the chocolate cake that was on the table at the end of the office .. (don’t ask, we always have food to share in the office, and yes it’s an insignificant detail but kaifi, i had bad chocolate cake, now get over it) So we’re passing by there … and then he goes, “The man got himself free plastic surgery!”
A man was fixing a flat tire. And was hit by a truck. His face disappeared. It is gone. Take a look at his face. I can see a trace of a mouth. I’m not sure of it’s (it was) actually his mouth. But yeah … that’s a man who is now dead (I think? I don’t want to know!) and he’s dead, and we get to publish a very very short and brief news story about him. And my colleagues get to talk about his mutilated face as if it were a joke. A circus. Anywho … Brace yourself and take a look…
I can’t look. I’m not going to look.
You colleagues are evil.
WHAT THE F*CK!
esta’3far allah!
They’re not monsters.. they’re animals! ass*oles! f&^*$*$! b&%^%&$! b*%$&#! c&^$$%#&^! d^%#$#$*&^!
Allah yer7ema maskeen.
Ok.. Dude.. e-mail me their names and deets.. I’ll show them a thing or two about “free plastic surgery”. Seriously. NOW. E-mail me.
omg!!