Sandy
01-16-2022, 09:06 PM
Rule Numero Uno with niggers: never trust a nigger.
Rule Numero Due with niggers: if you even think you can trust a nigger, see Rule Numero Uno.
No one here knows me personally, but certainly all of you know I would never trust a nigger worker of any kind. It could be a car mechanic, an HVAC repairman, or just shoveling a small hole. I am not going to trust a nigger and definitely will not have one in my house.
Our furnace went out four nights ago. It's a rough morning when you wake up at 4, realize the heating isn't working, and can't go back to bed because the house is half-frozen. Luckily Mrs. S had the day off anyway, when I had conference calls and urgent work to do all day from my home office upstairs. So I left it to her to call a service, let the repairman in, show him down to the basement, and tell me when we had to pay the bill. I heard the doorbell and called down if it was the guy, and she said yes. I could see the repair truck from the window. I figured I could keep working and come down to a working furnace.
A little while later when I had a break, I went down to the basement to find this vile fatass niggerbuck having taken the bottom half of our furnace half apart, including the circuit board lying on the floor. It ooked it was "cleaning" things and "Dose burnarz wuz all clogged," supposedly why the furnace wasn't igniting anything. I admit I'm clueless about all the parts and how they work, but I almost had a minor in chemistry, and I wonder how burners that strictly pump out gas can get "clogged," how a furnace only 10 years old can get so dirty from incomplete combustion. All right, all right, I didn't have time to argue, even if I knew we'd just been ripped off but could never prove it. Where I know the nigger was full of bullshit was saying it replaced the old "dirty" flame sensor, and the blower was "clogged" too. Are "dirty" and "clogged" its explanations for everything? We had those done just last spring, and I know enough to check the flame sensor just in case and clean it with steel wool. Guess what, the new one looked hardly any cleaner than the old one.
I told it to leave the blower alone and do only the minimum amount of repairs to get the furnace working. Then it tried a hard sell on a new furnace, because our old one isn't "eeFISHunt," and a new one would save us money. Um, yeah, $6000 to save, what, $20 a month during winter? I said no, we would think about it and do that another day.
In the end, $500 and change, and I'll never know for sure what really fixed things. That morning I had already tried resetting the furnace, I put in a new filter even though the old one was still pretty clean, I cleaned the flame sensor as I said, I checked the gas valve handles, and I checked the circuit board's code (talking about the blower). What I do know for sure is that the nigger got lucky. And so far we're lucky, because our furnace is still working, for now. Every time I'm downstairs and I hear the gas ignite, I wonder if this is when it'll blow up the house, if the idiot nigger disabled or removed a critical safety device. I already e-mailed the service manager to complain about the vague explanations and receipt for repairs done, and he hasn't responded so far, even after I left 1-star reviews on Google and Yelp. (I purposely won't quote the work order so this can't be traced back to me.)
I'm trying to find another service to do a safety inspection of our furnace, but everyone else is so understandably busy at this time of the year. The one place Mrs. S found with an opening the same day happens to be a company I know specializes in niggerloving and ripping people off. Someone else's inspection will probably cost an easy $100 but will give me peace of mind. Meanwhile I don't have peace of mind that a vile nigger beast has been inside my home.
Now as if all that wasn't bad enough, there's more. Jesus Christ, Mrs. S isn't a Chimper, but she's no niggerlover either. The nigger was polite, I suppose, for a nigger, and that's when you have to be the most on guard. Didn't she think for a second of the dangers of letting a nigger inside? Forget the fact that 100% of niggers that do "repairs" are doing the jobs strictly in the short-term so they can case houses, forget the fact that the nigger was undoubtedly scoping out all our stuff it could break into our house for. What worried me the most is that with me upstairs and the door closed, once she was alone with the nigger in the basement, it could have easily muh dikked and killed her, then sped off before I knew anything. I might not have found her for an hour. Yeah, we had a big fight about this. She said, "He wouldn't be that stupid, police could find him because the company knows who they sent over." What good would that do me if she's dead? And when did a nigger ever have common sense, especially when committing crimes? They regularly do crimes that only the stupidest humans are stupid enough to do. They drive drunk all the time and still say dindu nuffins. They claim to be hate crime victims after security cameras catch them placing nooses themselves. There was that Uber nigger easily caught for burglarizing people's houses after driving them to the airport. OJ Simpson didn't know how to throw the glove away and even left a bloody suck under its bed!
But aside from all that, Mrs. S did something that really pissed me off. As I wrote out the check, she handed the nigger a $20 bill and said, "Here, this is for your lunch." Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, if I take the Lord's name in vain enough times, will He show up? I never tip human repairmen, even if I'm not being ripped off.
Rule Numero Due with niggers: if you even think you can trust a nigger, see Rule Numero Uno.
No one here knows me personally, but certainly all of you know I would never trust a nigger worker of any kind. It could be a car mechanic, an HVAC repairman, or just shoveling a small hole. I am not going to trust a nigger and definitely will not have one in my house.
Our furnace went out four nights ago. It's a rough morning when you wake up at 4, realize the heating isn't working, and can't go back to bed because the house is half-frozen. Luckily Mrs. S had the day off anyway, when I had conference calls and urgent work to do all day from my home office upstairs. So I left it to her to call a service, let the repairman in, show him down to the basement, and tell me when we had to pay the bill. I heard the doorbell and called down if it was the guy, and she said yes. I could see the repair truck from the window. I figured I could keep working and come down to a working furnace.
A little while later when I had a break, I went down to the basement to find this vile fatass niggerbuck having taken the bottom half of our furnace half apart, including the circuit board lying on the floor. It ooked it was "cleaning" things and "Dose burnarz wuz all clogged," supposedly why the furnace wasn't igniting anything. I admit I'm clueless about all the parts and how they work, but I almost had a minor in chemistry, and I wonder how burners that strictly pump out gas can get "clogged," how a furnace only 10 years old can get so dirty from incomplete combustion. All right, all right, I didn't have time to argue, even if I knew we'd just been ripped off but could never prove it. Where I know the nigger was full of bullshit was saying it replaced the old "dirty" flame sensor, and the blower was "clogged" too. Are "dirty" and "clogged" its explanations for everything? We had those done just last spring, and I know enough to check the flame sensor just in case and clean it with steel wool. Guess what, the new one looked hardly any cleaner than the old one.
I told it to leave the blower alone and do only the minimum amount of repairs to get the furnace working. Then it tried a hard sell on a new furnace, because our old one isn't "eeFISHunt," and a new one would save us money. Um, yeah, $6000 to save, what, $20 a month during winter? I said no, we would think about it and do that another day.
In the end, $500 and change, and I'll never know for sure what really fixed things. That morning I had already tried resetting the furnace, I put in a new filter even though the old one was still pretty clean, I cleaned the flame sensor as I said, I checked the gas valve handles, and I checked the circuit board's code (talking about the blower). What I do know for sure is that the nigger got lucky. And so far we're lucky, because our furnace is still working, for now. Every time I'm downstairs and I hear the gas ignite, I wonder if this is when it'll blow up the house, if the idiot nigger disabled or removed a critical safety device. I already e-mailed the service manager to complain about the vague explanations and receipt for repairs done, and he hasn't responded so far, even after I left 1-star reviews on Google and Yelp. (I purposely won't quote the work order so this can't be traced back to me.)
I'm trying to find another service to do a safety inspection of our furnace, but everyone else is so understandably busy at this time of the year. The one place Mrs. S found with an opening the same day happens to be a company I know specializes in niggerloving and ripping people off. Someone else's inspection will probably cost an easy $100 but will give me peace of mind. Meanwhile I don't have peace of mind that a vile nigger beast has been inside my home.
Now as if all that wasn't bad enough, there's more. Jesus Christ, Mrs. S isn't a Chimper, but she's no niggerlover either. The nigger was polite, I suppose, for a nigger, and that's when you have to be the most on guard. Didn't she think for a second of the dangers of letting a nigger inside? Forget the fact that 100% of niggers that do "repairs" are doing the jobs strictly in the short-term so they can case houses, forget the fact that the nigger was undoubtedly scoping out all our stuff it could break into our house for. What worried me the most is that with me upstairs and the door closed, once she was alone with the nigger in the basement, it could have easily muh dikked and killed her, then sped off before I knew anything. I might not have found her for an hour. Yeah, we had a big fight about this. She said, "He wouldn't be that stupid, police could find him because the company knows who they sent over." What good would that do me if she's dead? And when did a nigger ever have common sense, especially when committing crimes? They regularly do crimes that only the stupidest humans are stupid enough to do. They drive drunk all the time and still say dindu nuffins. They claim to be hate crime victims after security cameras catch them placing nooses themselves. There was that Uber nigger easily caught for burglarizing people's houses after driving them to the airport. OJ Simpson didn't know how to throw the glove away and even left a bloody suck under its bed!
But aside from all that, Mrs. S did something that really pissed me off. As I wrote out the check, she handed the nigger a $20 bill and said, "Here, this is for your lunch." Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, if I take the Lord's name in vain enough times, will He show up? I never tip human repairmen, even if I'm not being ripped off.