All your beef are belong to us
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Beef Story #132: Discriminated in Singapore because I'm not "Chinese" enough
Author: roob
So I've been looking for an apartment in Singapore and found a nice advertisement online for a room that matched my requirements quite nicely. The ad said something like "chinese only" so anticipating this, I told the agent that I am half-Chinese, speak basic Mandarin, and have lived in China for one year. The agent flat-out told me though that "the owner still prefer Chinese." I called her and she tested my chinese ability with some simple questions and I replied promptly and proved to her I can still chingchong. Later though she texted again and said, "the owner insist on Chinese only."
王八蛋!!!!
VERDICT: RACIST
Tuesday, November 01, 2011
Beef Story #131 : Martial Beef
Author: anonymous
A couple of years ago I started taking martial arts classes and i joined a tournament the first year. I trained pretty hard for it. I knew my advantage was speed and stamina, so my plan was exhaust my opponent by running around all over the place and picking them apart. The weapons of choice were padded sticks but wore a big metal helmet to protect our heads.
The time came for my first fight and I was up against a larger, stronger, opponent. I had faced him before in a sparring match so I was pretty confident about my chances against him. When the ref gave the signal I didn't just begin to fight--I danced. I was all over the place. moving in and striking then quickly moving out of range. Sure, he got me sometimes, but for every time he hit me, I hit him back at least 2 or 3 times.
When the match ended they went to the judges. All three declared my opponent as the winner. What? Unanimous decision? Did I do that poorly? I'd accept a split decision loss, but unanimous? That didn't make any sense to me considering how dominant I felt during the match. Oh well, maybe it's a fluke and it's just a friendly tournament anyway.
After this defeat, I was moved to the loser's bracket, yet I faced a more experienced, skilled, faster opponent. Lucky for me he wasn't in top condition and a little out of shape so I decided to try the same strategy again. I weaved in and out, but so did he and we both got in some good attacks, with both of us making use of the entire ring. We both tried not to waste energy or allowing ourselves to stand there and take punishment. In the end I thought it must've been a great fight (probably one of the best fights of the tournament) that would be hard to call. However, when the judges called it again it was a unanimous victory for my opponent again. What? What the heck was going on? I felt like I performed well yet in both of my matches, none of the three judges gave me any points.
Disqualified, I sat down in disbelief and watched the rest of the matches, and I
slowly began to understand what was going wrong for me. The judges were giving the matches to the agressor. No matter how much damage the person took, if it looked like they were more agressive, they won the judges' votes. To the judges it looked like I was running away. It didn't matter that I was taking far less damage than my opponents, but my method of darting in, getting in a few quick hits then retreating back to a safe distance, didn't appeal to the judges at all.
In the end, the finalists of my division were my first opponent and another guy who was new to the martial art. Their styles were similar: barge in and use your strength to get in good hits, even at the cost of absorbing a few hits. This works fine in a tournament I guess but in real life if you get hit with one of these sticks that's all it takes to put you out. So I don't get why the tournament was scored in a way that rewards the person who is always attacking and leaving themselves open.
So that's when I said I'm never joining another tournament like this again and I have major beef with the judges. I give credit to my opponents, but in my mind I did not lose to them (at least not unanimously). I blame the judges.
although I've asked to see the original videos of my fight to prove my point, they have never been released to this very day.
VERDICT: ALL YOUR SOUR GRAPES ARE BELONG TO US
A couple of years ago I started taking martial arts classes and i joined a tournament the first year. I trained pretty hard for it. I knew my advantage was speed and stamina, so my plan was exhaust my opponent by running around all over the place and picking them apart. The weapons of choice were padded sticks but wore a big metal helmet to protect our heads.
The time came for my first fight and I was up against a larger, stronger, opponent. I had faced him before in a sparring match so I was pretty confident about my chances against him. When the ref gave the signal I didn't just begin to fight--I danced. I was all over the place. moving in and striking then quickly moving out of range. Sure, he got me sometimes, but for every time he hit me, I hit him back at least 2 or 3 times.
When the match ended they went to the judges. All three declared my opponent as the winner. What? Unanimous decision? Did I do that poorly? I'd accept a split decision loss, but unanimous? That didn't make any sense to me considering how dominant I felt during the match. Oh well, maybe it's a fluke and it's just a friendly tournament anyway.
After this defeat, I was moved to the loser's bracket, yet I faced a more experienced, skilled, faster opponent. Lucky for me he wasn't in top condition and a little out of shape so I decided to try the same strategy again. I weaved in and out, but so did he and we both got in some good attacks, with both of us making use of the entire ring. We both tried not to waste energy or allowing ourselves to stand there and take punishment. In the end I thought it must've been a great fight (probably one of the best fights of the tournament) that would be hard to call. However, when the judges called it again it was a unanimous victory for my opponent again. What? What the heck was going on? I felt like I performed well yet in both of my matches, none of the three judges gave me any points.
Disqualified, I sat down in disbelief and watched the rest of the matches, and I
slowly began to understand what was going wrong for me. The judges were giving the matches to the agressor. No matter how much damage the person took, if it looked like they were more agressive, they won the judges' votes. To the judges it looked like I was running away. It didn't matter that I was taking far less damage than my opponents, but my method of darting in, getting in a few quick hits then retreating back to a safe distance, didn't appeal to the judges at all.
In the end, the finalists of my division were my first opponent and another guy who was new to the martial art. Their styles were similar: barge in and use your strength to get in good hits, even at the cost of absorbing a few hits. This works fine in a tournament I guess but in real life if you get hit with one of these sticks that's all it takes to put you out. So I don't get why the tournament was scored in a way that rewards the person who is always attacking and leaving themselves open.
So that's when I said I'm never joining another tournament like this again and I have major beef with the judges. I give credit to my opponents, but in my mind I did not lose to them (at least not unanimously). I blame the judges.
although I've asked to see the original videos of my fight to prove my point, they have never been released to this very day.
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Saturday, October 08, 2011
Beef Story #130: Beefy Plus One
Author: "anonymous"
So I'm getting married and decided to send out an invite on facebook to gauge peoples' interest and in the invite I specifically said NO PLUS-ONE'S OR EXTRA GUESTS without PRIOR CONSENT yet a bunch of people keep posting that they're going to bring guests, most of whom didn't even ask us personally yet. Stuff like, "Cool, I'll bring this girl I picked up at the mall" or "Awesome! I'm bringing my whole family and the inlaws!" or "I'm gonna grab 20 random homeless people and bring them to the reception! Can't wait!" Please people... don't put the bride and groom in an awkward situation. This is BEEFY
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Beef Story #129: Smoked Beef Part 2
Author: roobs
So I think if you want to smoke, that's fine. That's your right to do whatever you want with your body, like getting tattoos, drinking alcohol, and listening to Justin Bieber. But I do have a problem with people who smoke in such a way that irritates and annoys the rest of us. For example, some people still choose to smoke while walking around in large crowds, which sucks for everyone behind them because they end up taking in all of the carcinogens that you just blew into the air. Not cool. If you're gonna smoke while you walk, stay away from crowds and don't just blow the smoke up into the air where it will land in the face of the person behind you. Be a responsible smoker, and don't endanger anyone else's lungs but your own. There's a reason most places restrict smoking to the "smoking" areas now--IT'S BECAUSE NORMAL PEOPLE DON'T LIKE THE STENCH OF SMOKE LIKE YOU DO. Is that so hard to understand? HOW WOULD YOU LIKE IT IF I WALKED IN FRONT OF YOU AND FARTED?
THE VERDICT: I WOULD LIKE IT VERY MUCH IF YOU WALKED IN FRONT OF ME AND FARTED
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Beef Story #128: Beef at the Opera
Author: timp
so i had bought this groupon for 2 tickets for opera under the stars
and i asked my friend who also enjoys classical music and such if he would like to go and he agreed
then i asked this girl who has a bf if they would like to go as a couple
she agreed but didnt buy the tickets right away
and i told my friend 'what if u buy another one and u can find a girl to go and i will do the same and make it something of a triple date'
now he is 26 and very restless for a wife, gf, woman whatever
so he without hesitation bought one and began his hunt
he asked this girl who recently started going to the korean service at our church, she is 31 very tall and pretty
he asked her over facebook... not as a date, just if she would like to go
she did agree and i also asked this girl from our church just as friends if she would like to go
and she agreed reluctantly because its opera
and the other couple didnt buy the groupon so it was just us 4
so i asked him just so we were clear... if it was or wasnt a date
so he agrees its not a date
and i asked if she was clear on that and he said yeah probably, not explicitly but likely
which i guess was sufficient for me at the time
so saturday rolls around and i call him to let him know we are meeting for dinner
and he says ok, can we push the time back or something because i told her i would pick her up at 630
and then im like................. -______-
and im like whatever the thing starts at 730 and 630 is already pushing dinner
call her and see what u can do
and so we decide to meet at the restaurant at 630 and they are late get there about 720
cause she was still getting ready
and then we have a nice dinner
great food
good conversations
the check comes
and he PAYS FOR HER
and im like -________________________-
well no im more like -___________________-;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
ok so shes like no why
and she looks at my "date" because that is what it officially became
and she says why dont i pay... u are paying
and im thinking like shoot.... do i have to offer to pay for her now? we are just friends it would be awkward for me to pay for her but its awkward for me not to pay for her
so im trying to do this quick mental calculation to determine which route would result in the least awkwardness
so shes still confused as to why hes paying
as am i and my 'date'
so hes like... umm yeah for new friendship! welcome to houston and kpc!
and at this point i had kinda given up -__-
salvaging any kind of dignity for myself
so my question is... is there ANY doubt that this was a date
despite his confirmation in the beginning that it wasnt going to be
he picks her up, buys her dinner, takes her to the opera
oh and then his 'date' was like oh i will buy u guys drinks at the opera then
but they only took cash and she had none
so i bought drinks for everyone
pretty awkward and humiliating on my part
THE VERDICT: I ONCE STRANGLED A MAN WITH DENTAL FLOSS
so i had bought this groupon for 2 tickets for opera under the stars
and i asked my friend who also enjoys classical music and such if he would like to go and he agreed
then i asked this girl who has a bf if they would like to go as a couple
she agreed but didnt buy the tickets right away
and i told my friend 'what if u buy another one and u can find a girl to go and i will do the same and make it something of a triple date'
now he is 26 and very restless for a wife, gf, woman whatever
so he without hesitation bought one and began his hunt
he asked this girl who recently started going to the korean service at our church, she is 31 very tall and pretty
he asked her over facebook... not as a date, just if she would like to go
she did agree and i also asked this girl from our church just as friends if she would like to go
and she agreed reluctantly because its opera
and the other couple didnt buy the groupon so it was just us 4
so i asked him just so we were clear... if it was or wasnt a date
so he agrees its not a date
and i asked if she was clear on that and he said yeah probably, not explicitly but likely
which i guess was sufficient for me at the time
so saturday rolls around and i call him to let him know we are meeting for dinner
and he says ok, can we push the time back or something because i told her i would pick her up at 630
and then im like................. -______-
and im like whatever the thing starts at 730 and 630 is already pushing dinner
call her and see what u can do
and so we decide to meet at the restaurant at 630 and they are late get there about 720
cause she was still getting ready
and then we have a nice dinner
great food
good conversations
the check comes
and he PAYS FOR HER
and im like -________________________-
well no im more like -___________________-;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;
ok so shes like no why
and she looks at my "date" because that is what it officially became
and she says why dont i pay... u are paying
and im thinking like shoot.... do i have to offer to pay for her now? we are just friends it would be awkward for me to pay for her but its awkward for me not to pay for her
so im trying to do this quick mental calculation to determine which route would result in the least awkwardness
so shes still confused as to why hes paying
as am i and my 'date'
so hes like... umm yeah for new friendship! welcome to houston and kpc!
and at this point i had kinda given up -__-
salvaging any kind of dignity for myself
so my question is... is there ANY doubt that this was a date
despite his confirmation in the beginning that it wasnt going to be
he picks her up, buys her dinner, takes her to the opera
oh and then his 'date' was like oh i will buy u guys drinks at the opera then
but they only took cash and she had none
so i bought drinks for everyone
pretty awkward and humiliating on my part
THE VERDICT: I ONCE STRANGLED A MAN WITH DENTAL FLOSS
Thursday, September 01, 2011
Beef Story #127: Smoked Beef
Author: ruy
So I was awakened at 4am this morning when my flatmates started banging on my door and telling me we need to run for our lives because some jackasses started a fire on the first floor that sent smoke up through the stairwells to all of the floors semi-near the ground level. Anyway, we rushed out, only wearing "pang-bahay" (for the house) clothes (wife-beater and shorts) while we stood around at a safe distance with other tenants watching firemen spraying down a trashcan. So apparently some idiot was burning something either in the trashcan or too close to it and the trashcan probably had something flammable or explosive inside which caused the humongous fire. Were they burning stuff for the hungry ghost festival? Was it a prank or the work of some deranged arsonist? Either way, whoever did this is an idiot and if I ever find out who did it, they will be sorry.
THE VERDICT: I FEEL NOTHING ANYMORE
So I was awakened at 4am this morning when my flatmates started banging on my door and telling me we need to run for our lives because some jackasses started a fire on the first floor that sent smoke up through the stairwells to all of the floors semi-near the ground level. Anyway, we rushed out, only wearing "pang-bahay" (for the house) clothes (wife-beater and shorts) while we stood around at a safe distance with other tenants watching firemen spraying down a trashcan. So apparently some idiot was burning something either in the trashcan or too close to it and the trashcan probably had something flammable or explosive inside which caused the humongous fire. Were they burning stuff for the hungry ghost festival? Was it a prank or the work of some deranged arsonist? Either way, whoever did this is an idiot and if I ever find out who did it, they will be sorry.
THE VERDICT: I FEEL NOTHING ANYMORE
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Beef Story #126 - Overpriced Star Wars Pancake Molds
Author: timp

http://www.williams-sonoma.com/products/star-wars-pancake-mold/

THE VERDICT: MAY THE BEEF BE WITH YOU...ALWAYS...

http://www.williams-sonoma.
$20 for 3???? it should be like 3 for $10! © 2010 Lucasfilm Ltd. & TM. All Rights Reserved. George lucas!!!
THE VERDICT: MAY THE BEEF BE WITH YOU...ALWAYS...
Monday, June 14, 2010
Beef Story #125: Beef
Friday, June 11, 2010
Beef Story #124: 00:00:04 00:00:03 00:00:02 00:00:01 00:00:00
Author: reub
I've got beef with whoever cancelled 24. While the final season was pretty standard 24 fare, I enjoyed it, especially the final third of Day 8, aka "Jack goes on a crazed, fury-induced rampage."

We always that Jack would choke Chloe one day. We just didn't know when and why.
Here are pics of Jack choking those closest to him from last season too, in case you forgot.



THE VERDICT: I COULD CHOKE YOU WITH A CORDLESS PHONE
I've got beef with whoever cancelled 24. While the final season was pretty standard 24 fare, I enjoyed it, especially the final third of Day 8, aka "Jack goes on a crazed, fury-induced rampage."

We always that Jack would choke Chloe one day. We just didn't know when and why.
Here are pics of Jack choking those closest to him from last season too, in case you forgot.


THE VERDICT: I COULD CHOKE YOU WITH A CORDLESS PHONE
Tuesday, June 08, 2010
Beef Story #123: Racism in Spring
Author: Timp
its what happens when u live in spring
I just had one of the strangest encounters with a customer. while prepping her box for shipment she asked: have u noticed a lot of black people in here lately? i was a bit confused by this but...I just had one of the strangest encounters with a customer.
while prepping her box for shipment she asked: have u noticed a lot of black people in here lately? i was a bit confused by this but answered no maam not more than usual i think
she says seems like everytime i come in there are black people here...
i shrug my shoulders and kinda dismiss it. then as shes walking out, she turns and says be careful...those people didnt seem to be reputable if you know what i mean.
i guess im flattered by her care, but appalled by her blatant racism and apparent lack of awareness of anything wrong with it. more surprised by her openness with it than the racism itself. i believe this is the same lady that asked me last year during the holidays...you people do celebrate christmas don't u?
cant wait until friday, i gotta start getting used to waking up early

THE VERDICT: MY PEOPLE TAKE OFFENSE
its what happens when u live in spring
I just had one of the strangest encounters with a customer. while prepping her box for shipment she asked: have u noticed a lot of black people in here lately? i was a bit confused by this but...I just had one of the strangest encounters with a customer.
while prepping her box for shipment she asked: have u noticed a lot of black people in here lately? i was a bit confused by this but answered no maam not more than usual i think
she says seems like everytime i come in there are black people here...
i shrug my shoulders and kinda dismiss it. then as shes walking out, she turns and says be careful...those people didnt seem to be reputable if you know what i mean.
i guess im flattered by her care, but appalled by her blatant racism and apparent lack of awareness of anything wrong with it. more surprised by her openness with it than the racism itself. i believe this is the same lady that asked me last year during the holidays...you people do celebrate christmas don't u?
cant wait until friday, i gotta start getting used to waking up early
THE VERDICT: MY PEOPLE TAKE OFFENSE
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Beef Story #122
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Beef Story #121: About Making Babies
Author: CatherineMatherine
sup sup? just wanted to share a beefy story about a mutual friend who will remain unnamed who just had a baby and is a peds resident in H-town. I was scheduled to fly to Houston to take one of my licensing exams on monday sept 21 and since i had a few hours of free time on sunday afternoon, i told our mutual friend that i would love to swing by and see the new baby and of course he said that would be fine, we'd love to see you too. so then i packed up a nice baby gift and hand-carried it all the way to houston and then texted our friend in his native japanese that "moshi moshi, watashi wa in houston" and asked if it was still ok for me to swing by. well, i didn't hear back so an hour later i called and left a voicemail but did not get any response. later that evening, around 11pm i got a text saying that he was just leaving the hospital and didn't get my messages till then, to which i replied that i asked my aunt to leave the baby gift with pastor e next sunday and then followed that up with, "you know this is going in the beef files" which was met with the classic response, "shoot man shoot!"

THE VERDICT: I can't believe all you people are making babies now
sup sup? just wanted to share a beefy story about a mutual friend who will remain unnamed who just had a baby and is a peds resident in H-town. I was scheduled to fly to Houston to take one of my licensing exams on monday sept 21 and since i had a few hours of free time on sunday afternoon, i told our mutual friend that i would love to swing by and see the new baby and of course he said that would be fine, we'd love to see you too. so then i packed up a nice baby gift and hand-carried it all the way to houston and then texted our friend in his native japanese that "moshi moshi, watashi wa in houston" and asked if it was still ok for me to swing by. well, i didn't hear back so an hour later i called and left a voicemail but did not get any response. later that evening, around 11pm i got a text saying that he was just leaving the hospital and didn't get my messages till then, to which i replied that i asked my aunt to leave the baby gift with pastor e next sunday and then followed that up with, "you know this is going in the beef files" which was met with the classic response, "shoot man shoot!"
THE VERDICT: I can't believe all you people are making babies now
Friday, August 21, 2009
Beef Story #120
Author: reuben
Use headphones.
No one wants to hear your crappy music
...especially on an airplane. People are trying to sleep.

THE VERDICT: And don't take pictures with the flash on inside of an airplane when the cabin lights have dimmed either. What was so special about your seat or the seat in front of you that you needed to take 40 pictures of it in the dark? Use common sense, people...
Use headphones.
No one wants to hear your crappy music
...especially on an airplane. People are trying to sleep.
THE VERDICT: And don't take pictures with the flash on inside of an airplane when the cabin lights have dimmed either. What was so special about your seat or the seat in front of you that you needed to take 40 pictures of it in the dark? Use common sense, people...
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Beef Story #119: Upstanding Los Angeles Citizens Partake in Post-NBA-Finals Festivities
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
Beef Story #118: And then a hero comes along
Author: Peter Petrelli
I have beef with all the "fans" who gave up on Heroes. You missed out on a great season 3 finale. If I still had my time travel and teleportation ability I would hunt you all down, tape your eyes open and make you watch every single freaking episode over and over again. Even season 2.

THE VERDICT: THEY GAVE UP ON HEROES LIKE HOUSTON GAVE UP ON ME
I have beef with all the "fans" who gave up on Heroes. You missed out on a great season 3 finale. If I still had my time travel and teleportation ability I would hunt you all down, tape your eyes open and make you watch every single freaking episode over and over again. Even season 2.
THE VERDICT: THEY GAVE UP ON HEROES LIKE HOUSTON GAVE UP ON ME
Monday, April 27, 2009
Beef Story#117: Old dudes who act like they own the place
Author: reub
So I was in line at the grocery store with a ton of stuff, so I had to place the baskets on the floor and nudge them periodically towards the cashier as the line slowly moved forward. During one such time, I looked down at my groceries and then when I looked back up, this old guy was sort of sliding into the small gap in front of me. He turned and looked at me to see if I saw him so blatantly cut in line, then turned away and hoped I wouldn't notice that an old, smelly guy just magically appeared in front of me. He's lucky I would have felt guilty for punching an old man in the face...even if he deserved it.

THE VERDICT: BE A MAN. DO THE RIGHT THING.
So I was in line at the grocery store with a ton of stuff, so I had to place the baskets on the floor and nudge them periodically towards the cashier as the line slowly moved forward. During one such time, I looked down at my groceries and then when I looked back up, this old guy was sort of sliding into the small gap in front of me. He turned and looked at me to see if I saw him so blatantly cut in line, then turned away and hoped I wouldn't notice that an old, smelly guy just magically appeared in front of me. He's lucky I would have felt guilty for punching an old man in the face...even if he deserved it.
THE VERDICT: BE A MAN. DO THE RIGHT THING.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Beef Story #115
Beef Story #114: Getting Choked By Jack Bauer
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Beef Story #113: Wake Up America! - Look at your cellphone!
Author: J Krause
You are being screwed and you probably don't even know it. You were taught that you live in the land of the free, right? Do you believe it? If you do, you're wrong. At least when it comes to cellphones. Ever since cellphones were invented, Americans have had some of the worst cellphones in the world. Everytime a "new" cellphone comes out, you think "Wow! Look at what you can do on a phone these days." In fact, what you don't know is that the "new phone" that just came out is over a year old. It's just that you were not allowed to see it. Why not? Because the cellphone companies were not finished selling you their old models. They want to sell you old technology as long as they can before they let you see what's next. Does the rest of the world do this? No. They are not dumb enough to fall for it. The rest of the world gets the new phones as soon as they come out. But here in the US, we rarely look at how people live in other countries. You'd be surprised to see that they live better than you do. Did you know that in Japan and Korea they've had color, high resolution, cable tv on their phones for years and years? You'll be lucky to be "allowed" to buy one of those phones in 2012. I bet it's more like 2015 when you'll be granted that priveladge. Did you know in Japan they had large color screens in Japan and Korea while we were still in high school? (Late 1990's)? We had ugly black and white screens in the US. How is it possible that in the USA we are getting the shaft? because we let the cellphone companies control what is allowed to be sold in our country. Before one of the nice phones from Asia is allowed to be sold in the USA, the cell phone companies DEMAND that the manufacturer take away funcitons, abilities and software that is free in other countries. It's normal for a phone in asia to have Wifi, Bluetooth, internet software, mp3, maybe some video playing, connecting to your computer to let your computer run off your phones internet, etc. The cellphone comanies damaand that most of it is disabled so they can "sell it to you" as an extra feature or as a extra montly charge. Speaking of extra charges, in most countries, in comming calls and text messages are free. You only pay for what you do. How can you control who calls u and who texts you? You can't. Other countries understand this. In America, we understand we can make more money by making both parties pay.
Need proof? HTC is a wondreful up and comming cellphone company. Look at their website. Look and see whatt phones are for sale in the USA, then look at the Taiwan site or the UK site. In the USA we have the touch pro. In Taiwan we have the Touch Pro2. In the USA we have the Touch Diamond. In Taiwan or the UK we have the Touch Diamond2. You won't see those phones in the USA until they are disabled.
Stop letting the cellphone companies control your life! Don't buy their phones. Don't buy from them if you can. I don't even want to get in to the fact that the US is only of the only countries that LOCKS a phone before they sell it. Would u buy a house if they lock it and don't give u the key? No! Then don't buy a locked phone. In other countries any phone works with any company.
Write your senator and ask them to stop cellphone companies from limiting your freedom and ruining products before they're even sold.

THE VERDICT: I SENSE MUCH BEEF IN YOU
You are being screwed and you probably don't even know it. You were taught that you live in the land of the free, right? Do you believe it? If you do, you're wrong. At least when it comes to cellphones. Ever since cellphones were invented, Americans have had some of the worst cellphones in the world. Everytime a "new" cellphone comes out, you think "Wow! Look at what you can do on a phone these days." In fact, what you don't know is that the "new phone" that just came out is over a year old. It's just that you were not allowed to see it. Why not? Because the cellphone companies were not finished selling you their old models. They want to sell you old technology as long as they can before they let you see what's next. Does the rest of the world do this? No. They are not dumb enough to fall for it. The rest of the world gets the new phones as soon as they come out. But here in the US, we rarely look at how people live in other countries. You'd be surprised to see that they live better than you do. Did you know that in Japan and Korea they've had color, high resolution, cable tv on their phones for years and years? You'll be lucky to be "allowed" to buy one of those phones in 2012. I bet it's more like 2015 when you'll be granted that priveladge. Did you know in Japan they had large color screens in Japan and Korea while we were still in high school? (Late 1990's)? We had ugly black and white screens in the US. How is it possible that in the USA we are getting the shaft? because we let the cellphone companies control what is allowed to be sold in our country. Before one of the nice phones from Asia is allowed to be sold in the USA, the cell phone companies DEMAND that the manufacturer take away funcitons, abilities and software that is free in other countries. It's normal for a phone in asia to have Wifi, Bluetooth, internet software, mp3, maybe some video playing, connecting to your computer to let your computer run off your phones internet, etc. The cellphone comanies damaand that most of it is disabled so they can "sell it to you" as an extra feature or as a extra montly charge. Speaking of extra charges, in most countries, in comming calls and text messages are free. You only pay for what you do. How can you control who calls u and who texts you? You can't. Other countries understand this. In America, we understand we can make more money by making both parties pay.
Need proof? HTC is a wondreful up and comming cellphone company. Look at their website. Look and see whatt phones are for sale in the USA, then look at the Taiwan site or the UK site. In the USA we have the touch pro. In Taiwan we have the Touch Pro2. In the USA we have the Touch Diamond. In Taiwan or the UK we have the Touch Diamond2. You won't see those phones in the USA until they are disabled.
Stop letting the cellphone companies control your life! Don't buy their phones. Don't buy from them if you can. I don't even want to get in to the fact that the US is only of the only countries that LOCKS a phone before they sell it. Would u buy a house if they lock it and don't give u the key? No! Then don't buy a locked phone. In other countries any phone works with any company.
Write your senator and ask them to stop cellphone companies from limiting your freedom and ruining products before they're even sold.
THE VERDICT: I SENSE MUCH BEEF IN YOU
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
Beef Story #112
Author: FBI Agent Larry Moss
I've got major beef with Jack Bauer. We had a conversation today that went like this:
Me: "Look at yourself. You have lost everyone and everything you ever had by doing what you think is necessary. I won't let you do it to her, Bauer. Renee will not end up like you!"
(...long pause....)
Jack: "Are you gonna give me your keys or not?"
And then he stared at me like this for a few seconds.

I've gotta say, it was the most intense thing anyone's ever said to me and also the most uncomfortable 5 seconds of my life.

THE VERDICT: GIVE ME YOUR CAR KEYS--NOW
I've got major beef with Jack Bauer. We had a conversation today that went like this:
Me: "Look at yourself. You have lost everyone and everything you ever had by doing what you think is necessary. I won't let you do it to her, Bauer. Renee will not end up like you!"
(...long pause....)
Jack: "Are you gonna give me your keys or not?"
And then he stared at me like this for a few seconds.

I've gotta say, it was the most intense thing anyone's ever said to me and also the most uncomfortable 5 seconds of my life.

THE VERDICT: GIVE ME YOUR CAR KEYS--NOW
Tuesday, April 07, 2009
Beef Story #111
Author: someone from the internetz
Today I talk to everybody and nobody at the same time by posting on Facebook
Before Facebook, I used IM to stay in touch with people
Before instant messengers, I emailed friends regularly
Before email, I called people on the phone
Before I had a phone, I talked to people in person
So I have beef with the internet for making communication both harder and easier at the
same time
Today I talk to everybody and nobody at the same time by posting on Facebook
Before Facebook, I used IM to stay in touch with people
Before instant messengers, I emailed friends regularly
Before email, I called people on the phone
Before I had a phone, I talked to people in person
So I have beef with the internet for making communication both harder and easier at the
same time
Wednesday, April 01, 2009
Beef Story #110
Author: me
The elevators in my building suck. Here's why:
1. The elevators are SLOW. Not Forrest Gump slow... we're talking Simple Jack slow. I can leisurely walk up the stairs and still beat the elevator to my floor with time to spare. I usually spend this extra time by bringing out some sort of time-keeping device and positioning myself in front of the elevator doors. Once they open, the first thing the passengers see is me staring at my watch, tapping my foot and shaking my head slowly.
2. The elevators shake like crazy and make loud creaking noises like you're really fat and about to fall through the floor.
3. These elevators don't stop on every floor. I wonder how much money they saved by this little act of absolute cheapness. A couple hundred bucks?
4. If you're on one of the middle floors, there's no way to indicate which direction you're going. The elevator will open on your floor even if it's going up and you wanted to go down. You can either go inside and endure the guaranteed prolonged awkwardness with annoyed strangers or just continue waiting longer, risking the chance of missing the elevator if you forget to press the button again...not that it's ever happened to me before....
5. When more than one floor is pressed. The elevator follows the order of the buttons pressed. So if we're starting from the ground floor and someone pushes the button for the 24th floor then I push floor 9, it will go to the 24th floor first, THEN floor 9. Basically it's a mad rush to see who can push their button first and then awkward silence, subdued gloating and icy stares.
6. Scenario: You're on the ground floor and there's an elevator on the 5th floor and one on the 28th floor that's already moving. You call for the elevator and the one from the 5th refuses to come down and you have to wait for the farther elevator to come all the way down while the elevator on the 5th floor does absolutely NOTHING. STUPID STUPID STUPID. Can someone shoot whoever programmed the logic for this stupid elevator?? Here let me google that for them: http://tinyurl.com/cxrwxq

THE VERDICT: Take the stairs
The elevators in my building suck. Here's why:
1. The elevators are SLOW. Not Forrest Gump slow... we're talking Simple Jack slow. I can leisurely walk up the stairs and still beat the elevator to my floor with time to spare. I usually spend this extra time by bringing out some sort of time-keeping device and positioning myself in front of the elevator doors. Once they open, the first thing the passengers see is me staring at my watch, tapping my foot and shaking my head slowly.
2. The elevators shake like crazy and make loud creaking noises like you're really fat and about to fall through the floor.
3. These elevators don't stop on every floor. I wonder how much money they saved by this little act of absolute cheapness. A couple hundred bucks?
4. If you're on one of the middle floors, there's no way to indicate which direction you're going. The elevator will open on your floor even if it's going up and you wanted to go down. You can either go inside and endure the guaranteed prolonged awkwardness with annoyed strangers or just continue waiting longer, risking the chance of missing the elevator if you forget to press the button again...not that it's ever happened to me before....
5. When more than one floor is pressed. The elevator follows the order of the buttons pressed. So if we're starting from the ground floor and someone pushes the button for the 24th floor then I push floor 9, it will go to the 24th floor first, THEN floor 9. Basically it's a mad rush to see who can push their button first and then awkward silence, subdued gloating and icy stares.
6. Scenario: You're on the ground floor and there's an elevator on the 5th floor and one on the 28th floor that's already moving. You call for the elevator and the one from the 5th refuses to come down and you have to wait for the farther elevator to come all the way down while the elevator on the 5th floor does absolutely NOTHING. STUPID STUPID STUPID. Can someone shoot whoever programmed the logic for this stupid elevator?? Here let me google that for them: http://tinyurl.com/cxrwxq
THE VERDICT: Take the stairs
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Beef Story #109
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Beef Story #108
Author: reub
The upstairs neighbors are at it again. They're POOING and singing karaoke. Every time they lay down a stinker we can smell every little detail down here because of a faulty, leaking pipe. The pooing--I can understand. Nature calls. But it's the late-night karaoke that's beefin' me.
The last time they had their late-night karaoke torture session, I called the police and my transformation into the old cranky downstairs neighbor was complete. About an hour later the karaoke stopped and the police didn't arrive yet so I went to sleep. Then a half hour later the phone rings....and it's the police.
Police: Are you the one who called? Are your neighbors still making a disturbance??
Me: Uh, no. They stopped nearly an hour ago.
Police: Do you want to come down here so you can file a report?
Me: I'd like to file a report against the both of you ... but nah, that's okay--I just wanna get some sleep. I'll get you back later. Thanks for nothing.
Police: You're welcome. Have a pleasant evening.

THE VERDICT: I'VE GOT NOTHING TO SAY ABOUT THAT
The upstairs neighbors are at it again. They're POOING and singing karaoke. Every time they lay down a stinker we can smell every little detail down here because of a faulty, leaking pipe. The pooing--I can understand. Nature calls. But it's the late-night karaoke that's beefin' me.
The last time they had their late-night karaoke torture session, I called the police and my transformation into the old cranky downstairs neighbor was complete. About an hour later the karaoke stopped and the police didn't arrive yet so I went to sleep. Then a half hour later the phone rings....and it's the police.
Police: Are you the one who called? Are your neighbors still making a disturbance??
Me: Uh, no. They stopped nearly an hour ago.
Police: Do you want to come down here so you can file a report?
Me: I'd like to file a report against the both of you ... but nah, that's okay--I just wanna get some sleep. I'll get you back later. Thanks for nothing.
Police: You're welcome. Have a pleasant evening.
THE VERDICT: I'VE GOT NOTHING TO SAY ABOUT THAT
Friday, March 27, 2009
Beef Story #107
Author: Anonymous
My girlfriend was shopping for shoes so I sat down to play some GTA: Chinatown Wars on my DS. Soon enough, a crowd of little kids gathered around me and wanted to know what I was playing. How could I break it to the little tikes that I was murdering police officers, stealing cars, and selling drugs? So actually this beef isn't for me. I'm filing for the parents of those kids, who are probably wondering why their kids are asking them why powder coke is more expensive then the liquid kind. Hey, it's just a game.

THE VERDICT: You're an awful human being
My girlfriend was shopping for shoes so I sat down to play some GTA: Chinatown Wars on my DS. Soon enough, a crowd of little kids gathered around me and wanted to know what I was playing. How could I break it to the little tikes that I was murdering police officers, stealing cars, and selling drugs? So actually this beef isn't for me. I'm filing for the parents of those kids, who are probably wondering why their kids are asking them why powder coke is more expensive then the liquid kind. Hey, it's just a game.
THE VERDICT: You're an awful human being
Beef Story #106
Author: reuben
So I'm just chillin' in my apartment minding my own business when the downstairs neighbors decide to start screaming at each other at the top of their lungs. Usually most people don't have the lung capacity to sustain such an intense level of yelling and rage for prolonged periods of time but somehow these people just can't seem to stop.
After yelling "SHUT YER HOLE!!!!" out the window things seemed to quiet down and we were given a brief respite (probably due to the awkwardness). However, within the next few minutes the yelling continued. When I was younger, my friends and I would make so much noise in our apartment that our downstairs neighbors would smack their ceiling with a broomstick to get our attention and potentially shame us into being quiet. It never really worked. Now I'm the one with the broomstick and oh how the tables have turned. Some might say it's karma, justice, or reaping what you sow. I say it's beef.

THE VERDICT: BEEFY, THIS IS
So I'm just chillin' in my apartment minding my own business when the downstairs neighbors decide to start screaming at each other at the top of their lungs. Usually most people don't have the lung capacity to sustain such an intense level of yelling and rage for prolonged periods of time but somehow these people just can't seem to stop.
After yelling "SHUT YER HOLE!!!!" out the window things seemed to quiet down and we were given a brief respite (probably due to the awkwardness). However, within the next few minutes the yelling continued. When I was younger, my friends and I would make so much noise in our apartment that our downstairs neighbors would smack their ceiling with a broomstick to get our attention and potentially shame us into being quiet. It never really worked. Now I'm the one with the broomstick and oh how the tables have turned. Some might say it's karma, justice, or reaping what you sow. I say it's beef.
THE VERDICT: BEEFY, THIS IS
Friday, September 30, 2005
Beef Story #105
Tuesday, January 06, 2004
Beef Story #104
Author: Anonymous
OH MY GOODNESS. So I was taking a dump and usually I wait for the bathroom to empty out before I leave so I don't have to face the awkwardness of seeing other people in the bathroom. but then as I'm about to leave I hear someone walking around the bathroom, just loitering. Then he starts jingling his keys and pacing around my stall. By now I've realized it's the janitor and he's not leaving until I get out of the stall. Of course by now I've also been just sitting there for at least 10 minutes waiting for this jerk to leave, but he's still there, standing RIGHT OUTSIDE the stall, jingling his keys, and even LOOKING IN THE STALL??!!! WHAT THE CRAP!?!! I'll just crap all over the floor like Sean would. That'll show him.

THE VERDICT: THAT'S ASSAULT, BROTHER
OH MY GOODNESS. So I was taking a dump and usually I wait for the bathroom to empty out before I leave so I don't have to face the awkwardness of seeing other people in the bathroom. but then as I'm about to leave I hear someone walking around the bathroom, just loitering. Then he starts jingling his keys and pacing around my stall. By now I've realized it's the janitor and he's not leaving until I get out of the stall. Of course by now I've also been just sitting there for at least 10 minutes waiting for this jerk to leave, but he's still there, standing RIGHT OUTSIDE the stall, jingling his keys, and even LOOKING IN THE STALL??!!! WHAT THE CRAP!?!! I'll just crap all over the floor like Sean would. That'll show him.
THE VERDICT: THAT'S ASSAULT, BROTHER
Friday, September 05, 2003
Beef Story #102
Author: Reuben
A Beefy Bathroom Story
(proudly presented by MC Hammer)
my lyrics are hype and dope.
reubs was chilling in a stall on the 8th flo' (floor)
when a sucka wit a problem sits next to him
makin' some loud sounds like a cotton gin
when he finished his bidness (business)
he said "oh my goodness"
and the toilet overflowed into reuben's stall
word to yo mutha

THE VERDICT: I WORK IN THE SAME BUILDING AS REUBS!
A Beefy Bathroom Story
(proudly presented by MC Hammer)
my lyrics are hype and dope.
reubs was chilling in a stall on the 8th flo' (floor)
when a sucka wit a problem sits next to him
makin' some loud sounds like a cotton gin
when he finished his bidness (business)
he said "oh my goodness"
and the toilet overflowed into reuben's stall
word to yo mutha
THE VERDICT: I WORK IN THE SAME BUILDING AS REUBS!
Friday, June 13, 2003
Beef Story #101
Author: Reuben
Ok, I apologize... looking over the past few beef files made me realize the quality of beef recently has been.. well...crappy. And it's my fault since I'm the only one who contributes beef these days. What happened to all the beef stories about flatulence and bathroom humor? Well, it's back BABY!!
Click here for a little background info and definitions before we get started
Anyways, at work I'm seated in a very central location; in other words, everybody and their mother can see me at all times--especially if I start to fall asleep or hide under my desk. Not that I'd do that. I wish I sat in the corner somewhere next to a window like a certain individual who shall go unnamed.
So in order to be a good worker, I started drinking coffee, but it doesn't help anymore (I became immune to it when I drank so much coffee to stay awake in comp360) and my final option is to go into the bathroom and just close my eyes for a minute or two, then return to work. I found this is really helpful because it forces me to get out of my chair and closing my eyes even for a short time helps reenergize me. But I digress...the problem with this new strategy, however, is that at almost any given time, there is someone taking a dump in the bathroom. It really doesn't matter which floor you go to: everyone knows the tactic of going to other floors to use the bathroom to avoid embarassment. I see this all the time.. people who you've never seen before come to your floor and go straight for the bathroom. Look for this next time you're at the office, you'll probably see it all the time. So I guess I'll have to go to Doubletree or Allen Center to use the bathroom from now on. They have nice bathrooms.
Back to my point: it's not very relaxing to walk into the bathroom and close your eyes, only to smell the funk of another person's dump, ergo defeating my purpose of going into the bathroom in the first place. So today I walked into a stall but belatedly noticed the tell-tale tapping of someone's foot and the rustling of the day's newspaper which indicated the presence of an out-of-the-closet pooper. Realizing that my position had been compromised, I pretended to blow my nose in the stall and then started to leave. Then I had to fart and I had the most wonderful idea. My final revenge against this bathroom loiterer was to crudely break the awkward silence by farting as loud as I could. I held in a laugh and planned to leave the bathroom as soon as possible but as I was about to walk out one of my co-workers entered the bathroom. Caught off-guard, I walked to the sinks to pretend-wash my hands and my co-worker did so as well (it is common to scout out a bathroom and, seeing someone else in there already, pretend to wash your hands and leave so that you can find another bathroom or walk back to your cubicle where you'll wait until the pooper leaves).
Anyway, I got caught up in a conversation with my co-worker, and eventually the pooper finished and exited the stall, and looked straight at me as if to say (so you thought you could just fart and leave without me seeing who it was but now I see you and the upper hand is once again mine--MUH HAHAHAHA) and now he knows that I'm the one who farted. Oh, how the tables have turned against me.

THE VERDICT: YOU ARE SO WEIRD!
Ok, I apologize... looking over the past few beef files made me realize the quality of beef recently has been.. well...crappy. And it's my fault since I'm the only one who contributes beef these days. What happened to all the beef stories about flatulence and bathroom humor? Well, it's back BABY!!
Click here for a little background info and definitions before we get started
Anyways, at work I'm seated in a very central location; in other words, everybody and their mother can see me at all times--especially if I start to fall asleep or hide under my desk. Not that I'd do that. I wish I sat in the corner somewhere next to a window like a certain individual who shall go unnamed.
So in order to be a good worker, I started drinking coffee, but it doesn't help anymore (I became immune to it when I drank so much coffee to stay awake in comp360) and my final option is to go into the bathroom and just close my eyes for a minute or two, then return to work. I found this is really helpful because it forces me to get out of my chair and closing my eyes even for a short time helps reenergize me. But I digress...the problem with this new strategy, however, is that at almost any given time, there is someone taking a dump in the bathroom. It really doesn't matter which floor you go to: everyone knows the tactic of going to other floors to use the bathroom to avoid embarassment. I see this all the time.. people who you've never seen before come to your floor and go straight for the bathroom. Look for this next time you're at the office, you'll probably see it all the time. So I guess I'll have to go to Doubletree or Allen Center to use the bathroom from now on. They have nice bathrooms.
Back to my point: it's not very relaxing to walk into the bathroom and close your eyes, only to smell the funk of another person's dump, ergo defeating my purpose of going into the bathroom in the first place. So today I walked into a stall but belatedly noticed the tell-tale tapping of someone's foot and the rustling of the day's newspaper which indicated the presence of an out-of-the-closet pooper. Realizing that my position had been compromised, I pretended to blow my nose in the stall and then started to leave. Then I had to fart and I had the most wonderful idea. My final revenge against this bathroom loiterer was to crudely break the awkward silence by farting as loud as I could. I held in a laugh and planned to leave the bathroom as soon as possible but as I was about to walk out one of my co-workers entered the bathroom. Caught off-guard, I walked to the sinks to pretend-wash my hands and my co-worker did so as well (it is common to scout out a bathroom and, seeing someone else in there already, pretend to wash your hands and leave so that you can find another bathroom or walk back to your cubicle where you'll wait until the pooper leaves).
Anyway, I got caught up in a conversation with my co-worker, and eventually the pooper finished and exited the stall, and looked straight at me as if to say (so you thought you could just fart and leave without me seeing who it was but now I see you and the upper hand is once again mine--MUH HAHAHAHA) and now he knows that I'm the one who farted. Oh, how the tables have turned against me.
THE VERDICT: YOU ARE SO WEIRD!
Thursday, May 29, 2003
Beef Story #100
Author: Reuben
Hmmm, it's the 100th beef file. You'd think I'd save the 100th beef file for some momentous, gigantic beef story, but no. Why am I the only one posting beef? Am I the only one who has beef now-a-days? I even overhear people I know MISUSE and ABUSE the true meaning of beef. Maybe the beef files really are dying and now this is just a bunch of complaining and whining from me. Which is what I kind of intended it to be in the first place so oh well.
I have beef with SPAM. Not the good spam that most hardcore flips enjoy, but the evil kind that gets in your email accounts everyday. All of my email addresses receive tons of spam which must be deleted each day. Even my old Rice account, which used to be virtually spam-free is now nothing but spam, spam, spam. And the beefiest part is that Hotmail now provides so-called "junk filters" but when I turn it on it filters out all of my REAL email and puts all of the CRAP email in my inbox. What's up with that?

THE VERDICT: CHOO CHOO~!!!
Hmmm, it's the 100th beef file. You'd think I'd save the 100th beef file for some momentous, gigantic beef story, but no. Why am I the only one posting beef? Am I the only one who has beef now-a-days? I even overhear people I know MISUSE and ABUSE the true meaning of beef. Maybe the beef files really are dying and now this is just a bunch of complaining and whining from me. Which is what I kind of intended it to be in the first place so oh well.
I have beef with SPAM. Not the good spam that most hardcore flips enjoy, but the evil kind that gets in your email accounts everyday. All of my email addresses receive tons of spam which must be deleted each day. Even my old Rice account, which used to be virtually spam-free is now nothing but spam, spam, spam. And the beefiest part is that Hotmail now provides so-called "junk filters" but when I turn it on it filters out all of my REAL email and puts all of the CRAP email in my inbox. What's up with that?
THE VERDICT: CHOO CHOO~!!!
Saturday, May 24, 2003
Beef Story #99
Author: Reuben
Okay, so my newest beef is with electrical plugs that aren't designed to share space with other plugs. You've probably seen it before--you buy a cool gadget from Best Buy and you go to plug it in only to find out that there's not enough space on any convenient wall outlets since you've already got two surge protectors full of plugs there waiting to explode. After the difficult task of deciding which appliance/computer component/video game system to unplug, you find out that the plug for your newest toy doesn't fit anywhere unless you remove almost ALL the plugs because the plug is so FREAKIN' HUGE and takes up like a million spaces. Don't they know that we've got other things to plug into the wall and don't have the space for these huge plugs? At least Nintendo got it right with the Gamecube because they made the plug normal size and the huge part is far enough away where you don't have to worry about it taking up space. As for the rest of you electronic companies...GET IT STRAIGHT.

THE VERDICT: THAT'S PRETTY BEEFY
Okay, so my newest beef is with electrical plugs that aren't designed to share space with other plugs. You've probably seen it before--you buy a cool gadget from Best Buy and you go to plug it in only to find out that there's not enough space on any convenient wall outlets since you've already got two surge protectors full of plugs there waiting to explode. After the difficult task of deciding which appliance/computer component/video game system to unplug, you find out that the plug for your newest toy doesn't fit anywhere unless you remove almost ALL the plugs because the plug is so FREAKIN' HUGE and takes up like a million spaces. Don't they know that we've got other things to plug into the wall and don't have the space for these huge plugs? At least Nintendo got it right with the Gamecube because they made the plug normal size and the huge part is far enough away where you don't have to worry about it taking up space. As for the rest of you electronic companies...GET IT STRAIGHT.
THE VERDICT: THAT'S PRETTY BEEFY
Thursday, May 01, 2003
Beef Story #98
Author: Reuben
Check this out... my website's going down soon after I graduate so I gotta find a place to host my website, but I can't find any place that let's you link images from other sites (like blogger) so instead of pictures i get this stupid "Image Hosted by Tripod" crap.

THE VERDICT: IS THIS THE END OF THE BEEF FILES!!???
Check this out... my website's going down soon after I graduate so I gotta find a place to host my website, but I can't find any place that let's you link images from other sites (like blogger) so instead of pictures i get this stupid "Image Hosted by Tripod" crap.
THE VERDICT: IS THIS THE END OF THE BEEF FILES!!???
Thursday, March 27, 2003
Beef Story #97
Author: Reuben the Unreachable
Crap, this beef file just got erased...oh well, basically it went like this: whenever people called my phone it went directly to my voicemail all the time without my phone ever ringing and I had to go to Cingular (Which I called Suckular for a short period of time until they fixed my phone) to get it fixed except it was still all screwed up so I had to call customer service and they finally fixed the problem.

THE VERDICT: WE GET NO SIGNAL
Crap, this beef file just got erased...oh well, basically it went like this: whenever people called my phone it went directly to my voicemail all the time without my phone ever ringing and I had to go to Cingular (Which I called Suckular for a short period of time until they fixed my phone) to get it fixed except it was still all screwed up so I had to call customer service and they finally fixed the problem.
THE VERDICT: WE GET NO SIGNAL
Friday, March 21, 2003
Beef Story #96
Author: joyceleepee
this is REALLY FUNNY. bECAUSE, the BEEFy person's name sounds just Like BEEF! IN fact, her name is BEEFin', almost like "b-i-t-...in'" but it's "Beefin'" baby! (really spelled bifen, but since i have beef with her, and i didn't know how to spell her name at first, i just assumed "beefin" cause that's just the most logical way to spell it.)
Anyways, apparently she knows Alisi (my sister), and I was eating lunch with my friend, who is friends with Beefin, so that is how I met Beefin and we all were talking like normal. But Beefin finds out I'm sisters with "the poet," and she begins to talk about how she also knows alisa and etc etc which is cool.. and then she says, "wow, but you guys dress totally different..." and i was like yeah, alisa's cooler than me, i like how she dresses... and beefin is talking about how me and alisa did bear some resemblance, but "...she definitely has a different style..." I smile and nod and agree. Blah blah, more talking, "something about alisa, but you definitely dress really conservatively..." Uh huh. okay. "Oh, I love her hair, it's so long and curly, i think she has a perm" (i inform that it is natural and no perm) - "oh, but yeah, i could tell by your face that you guys were sisters, but you and her look totally different - your hair is straight, and doesn't she ahve the cool !
glasses? and yeah, she dresses way more different - she has like a cool spunky style"
yeah, i start to realize why her parents name her Beefin, cause they knew she'd be pretty Beefin' BEEFY! hahahaa - well, it doesn't bother me as much that she thinks i dress "badly" or not desirably compared to alisa, because yeah, i like alisa's style, and i just don't care enough i guess to expend energy into my clothing as much unless i'm specificlaly going to a party or something more than just classes, but the thing that made me annoyed was that she was so conscious of outer appearance and knowing that she was making such an assessment out of the clothes i wore and the way my hair looked and i guess probably that i wear no make-up, (since both her and my friend obviously do wear make-up) -but i've never had someone so blatantly and obviously and in my face judge me on my appearance. yeah, so in conclusion, beefin, is, beefy.!
YEA! I'm glad i got to submit something (though i know that the nature of this beef file IS very girly in content but it was fun to write anyway!)

THE VERDICT: THAT'S BEEFIN' BEEFY IF I DO SAY SO MYSELF..
this is REALLY FUNNY. bECAUSE, the BEEFy person's name sounds just Like BEEF! IN fact, her name is BEEFin', almost like "b-i-t-...in'" but it's "Beefin'" baby! (really spelled bifen, but since i have beef with her, and i didn't know how to spell her name at first, i just assumed "beefin" cause that's just the most logical way to spell it.)
Anyways, apparently she knows Alisi (my sister), and I was eating lunch with my friend, who is friends with Beefin, so that is how I met Beefin and we all were talking like normal. But Beefin finds out I'm sisters with "the poet," and she begins to talk about how she also knows alisa and etc etc which is cool.. and then she says, "wow, but you guys dress totally different..." and i was like yeah, alisa's cooler than me, i like how she dresses... and beefin is talking about how me and alisa did bear some resemblance, but "...she definitely has a different style..." I smile and nod and agree. Blah blah, more talking, "something about alisa, but you definitely dress really conservatively..." Uh huh. okay. "Oh, I love her hair, it's so long and curly, i think she has a perm" (i inform that it is natural and no perm) - "oh, but yeah, i could tell by your face that you guys were sisters, but you and her look totally different - your hair is straight, and doesn't she ahve the cool !
glasses? and yeah, she dresses way more different - she has like a cool spunky style"
yeah, i start to realize why her parents name her Beefin, cause they knew she'd be pretty Beefin' BEEFY! hahahaa - well, it doesn't bother me as much that she thinks i dress "badly" or not desirably compared to alisa, because yeah, i like alisa's style, and i just don't care enough i guess to expend energy into my clothing as much unless i'm specificlaly going to a party or something more than just classes, but the thing that made me annoyed was that she was so conscious of outer appearance and knowing that she was making such an assessment out of the clothes i wore and the way my hair looked and i guess probably that i wear no make-up, (since both her and my friend obviously do wear make-up) -but i've never had someone so blatantly and obviously and in my face judge me on my appearance. yeah, so in conclusion, beefin, is, beefy.!
YEA! I'm glad i got to submit something (though i know that the nature of this beef file IS very girly in content but it was fun to write anyway!)
THE VERDICT: THAT'S BEEFIN' BEEFY IF I DO SAY SO MYSELF..
Thursday, March 20, 2003
Beef Story #95
Author: Reuben
Steve and I were up at 7am for tennis and it's a long walk to the wiess tennis courts, so we're usually happy to take a Rice shuttle whenever we can. We saw the shuttle not too far away and then we started running to the bus stop to make sure we could get on. It looked as if the bus driver was going to slow down; however, we were about two seconds away from reaching the bus stop when the bus speeds up all of a sudden. We KNOW the driver saw us running. All I have to say about that is... BEEFY.

THE VERDICT: WE WERE TRAINED TO FIND AND FOLLOW THE OTHER BUSES AT ALL COSTS.
Steve and I were up at 7am for tennis and it's a long walk to the wiess tennis courts, so we're usually happy to take a Rice shuttle whenever we can. We saw the shuttle not too far away and then we started running to the bus stop to make sure we could get on. It looked as if the bus driver was going to slow down; however, we were about two seconds away from reaching the bus stop when the bus speeds up all of a sudden. We KNOW the driver saw us running. All I have to say about that is... BEEFY.
THE VERDICT: WE WERE TRAINED TO FIND AND FOLLOW THE OTHER BUSES AT ALL COSTS.
Monday, February 17, 2003
Beef Story #94
Author: Jonathan Krause
I have some major beef. Ohk, there is this weird girl here at Lingnan who is really weird, and she has some kind of indescribable grossness about her that is magnified by her ability to make me feel sick. I've been trying to avoid her, but she likes to talk to Americans and she ends up EVERYWHERE I am. She goes to the same meetings, she sees me around campus, and her dorm room is right by mine; she's even in one of my classes AND she goes to the same church! It was going to be two classes, but I dropped the other class. hehe.. I showed her! She advised me to reconsider! I'll reconsider NOTHING! HAHA But in the other class I have to run out of the room when class ends so I don't have to talk to her, it's like the toilet that Reuben has to deal with. So here is the beef, the church I go to is really far from school and this family offers to drive people in their car from our school, which saves me lots of bus and MTR fees. I said I'd go in their car this week. I've gone a few times and it is usually not too bad because a few different students come with us. But guess and who ends up coming this week?!! JUST ME AND HER!!!!!!!!! No other people to make it easier to avoid talking to her. Usually three people come. AND today turned out to be "compulsory going to lunch with the people" day. So I had to sit by her for lunch. I tried to get out of lunch 3 times.. no doing.. I thought the ride there was bad; I tried to make her talk to the family and I innocently looked out the window. But here's the beef. they said they can't take us back! We have to take the bus! A ONE HOUR BUS! Of course I have to go with her and walk and take the same bus and talk and be all "let's go back to school together", and I can't just IGNORE her and be mean. oh my.. it was terrible.. I pretended to fall asleep on the bus and not talk. it was so long.. beef.. beef I say.. Never offer someone a ride them make them go home with beefy people alone on the bus!

THE VERDICT: HOLY BEEF, BATMAN!!
I have some major beef. Ohk, there is this weird girl here at Lingnan who is really weird, and she has some kind of indescribable grossness about her that is magnified by her ability to make me feel sick. I've been trying to avoid her, but she likes to talk to Americans and she ends up EVERYWHERE I am. She goes to the same meetings, she sees me around campus, and her dorm room is right by mine; she's even in one of my classes AND she goes to the same church! It was going to be two classes, but I dropped the other class. hehe.. I showed her! She advised me to reconsider! I'll reconsider NOTHING! HAHA But in the other class I have to run out of the room when class ends so I don't have to talk to her, it's like the toilet that Reuben has to deal with. So here is the beef, the church I go to is really far from school and this family offers to drive people in their car from our school, which saves me lots of bus and MTR fees. I said I'd go in their car this week. I've gone a few times and it is usually not too bad because a few different students come with us. But guess and who ends up coming this week?!! JUST ME AND HER!!!!!!!!! No other people to make it easier to avoid talking to her. Usually three people come. AND today turned out to be "compulsory going to lunch with the people" day. So I had to sit by her for lunch. I tried to get out of lunch 3 times.. no doing.. I thought the ride there was bad; I tried to make her talk to the family and I innocently looked out the window. But here's the beef. they said they can't take us back! We have to take the bus! A ONE HOUR BUS! Of course I have to go with her and walk and take the same bus and talk and be all "let's go back to school together", and I can't just IGNORE her and be mean. oh my.. it was terrible.. I pretended to fall asleep on the bus and not talk. it was so long.. beef.. beef I say.. Never offer someone a ride them make them go home with beefy people alone on the bus!
THE VERDICT: HOLY BEEF, BATMAN!!
Wednesday, February 05, 2003
Beef Story #93
Author: Reuben
I never thought I'd see the day when I had beef with Best Buy. Don't get me wrong, I love Best Buy...turn on the fun!! It's the best store ever...except for the whole rebate thing. I bought a 100 pack of CD-R's (for backup purposes of course) and it had two rebates so in effect I'd be paying only $9.99 for all those wonderful CD-R's!!! However, the two rebates must be mailed to different locations and they both require the ORIGINAL UPC code from the spindle. What the crap?!! How am I going to send the original upc to two places at once without a cloning device of some sort?? So i guess I'm going to have to settle for only one of the rebates because I wouldn't want to risk having BOTH rebates voided if I were to do something crazy like cut the upc code in half or (heaven forbid) PHOTOCOPY it. You haven't heard the last from me Best Buy!!!!

THE VERDICT: FUN TURN ON
I never thought I'd see the day when I had beef with Best Buy. Don't get me wrong, I love Best Buy...turn on the fun!! It's the best store ever...except for the whole rebate thing. I bought a 100 pack of CD-R's (for backup purposes of course) and it had two rebates so in effect I'd be paying only $9.99 for all those wonderful CD-R's!!! However, the two rebates must be mailed to different locations and they both require the ORIGINAL UPC code from the spindle. What the crap?!! How am I going to send the original upc to two places at once without a cloning device of some sort?? So i guess I'm going to have to settle for only one of the rebates because I wouldn't want to risk having BOTH rebates voided if I were to do something crazy like cut the upc code in half or (heaven forbid) PHOTOCOPY it. You haven't heard the last from me Best Buy!!!!
THE VERDICT: FUN TURN ON
Friday, January 24, 2003
Beef Story #92
Author: Reuben
The water pressure for the toilet in our room is so powerful that it sprays water everywhere. This is the nastiest thing i've ever experienced and my roomates and I must suffer through this torture everyday until Steve constructs a rope-and-pulley system that will allow us to flush the toilets from outside the stalls. Until then, I'll be "flushing and running."

THE VERDICT: YOOSA GOTTA BIG TOILET PROBLEM!!!
The water pressure for the toilet in our room is so powerful that it sprays water everywhere. This is the nastiest thing i've ever experienced and my roomates and I must suffer through this torture everyday until Steve constructs a rope-and-pulley system that will allow us to flush the toilets from outside the stalls. Until then, I'll be "flushing and running."
THE VERDICT: YOOSA GOTTA BIG TOILET PROBLEM!!!
Monday, December 23, 2002
Beef Story #91
Author: Reuben
A few of us went to watch Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers the other day on friday afternoon, which turned out to be a not-so-good idea because ALL the kids were out at that time watching the movie, too. The overall enjoyment of the movie was somewhat diminished when kids would clap at every scene (i.e., oooOOooHHH!!! Gandalf!!!! or OoooOOoohHH!! Legolas!!!!) and then other kids and sometimes adults would tell them to shut up. This went on constantly during the last third of the movie.

THE VERDICT: THAT WAS LORD OF THE RINGS BUNCH OF CROCK
A few of us went to watch Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers the other day on friday afternoon, which turned out to be a not-so-good idea because ALL the kids were out at that time watching the movie, too. The overall enjoyment of the movie was somewhat diminished when kids would clap at every scene (i.e., oooOOooHHH!!! Gandalf!!!! or OoooOOoohHH!! Legolas!!!!) and then other kids and sometimes adults would tell them to shut up. This went on constantly during the last third of the movie.
THE VERDICT: THAT WAS LORD OF THE RINGS BUNCH OF CROCK
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