Ever make anybody mad?

Yeah, right! :D

As to the OP, he's got to be kidding. I make someone angry every time I go to the monthly city council meeting. That's just that evening. I'm REALLY go at making people angry.


You too? I upset the Mayor today and in the last month I've upset just about every council member, the mayor, a state senator and who knows who else.
 
The parting shot a lady friend took was, "you are rude, crude, and socially unacceptable." My response was to thank her for the complement. I'll tell ya that was not well received, talk about one hot babe.

At one time I was starting to believe

a day spent not pissing folks off was like a day without sunshine:D.



Man, that's the truth.....

Pissin folks off is jest another service we offer, everyday! ;):D



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Re: OP. From time to time I have as a pastor made a few people angry. Occasionally it was because of my own thoughtlessness and inexperience. However, a few instances come to mind when I was facing the proverbial hill to die for. In each instance there were those who thought my ministry was over because the position I took. On one occasion I thought they were right. I am so thankful that Jesus raises the dead!
 
Maybe a few that my testimony helped send to the penitentiary.......


I heard the other day that one ol' boy in particular was still quite upset,

and fixin to get his release.



Been there, done that a few times myself.

30 years ago, after I had moved to the ranch, the SO called and said there was a feller lookin' for me.

I think I was too far out of town for him to come lookin' and he would have been in my domain.

I think I could have found a good badger hole to put him in if had come after me. I don't like child molesters.:cool:
 
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No, not me, never. Although some say I have a problem with telling the truth.
 
I worked for over twenty years in a field where I figured a day was wasted if I didn't get called something obscene or told to do something anatomically impractical. Sometimes it was several times a day.

It's easier now. I speak my mind more bluntly and say things some people don't like, but they make allowances because everyone knows old guys are grumpy. :D
 
I'm an American Indian male married to a white Italian woman in small town West Virginia.
Apparently that made somebody mad. We had racist epitaths and obscenities written on the windows of our vehicles, trash strewn in our back yard and fires lit on our front porch. We called the local police who did nothing. However, it all stopped after I "accidentally" let it slip to my neighbor that my wife and I both have carry permits and that we're armed everywhere we go.
Small town grapevine worked for us.
Funny thing is that we left the Washington DC area to get away from terrorists.
Things are groovy now, people are downright nice to us.
 
I have memo pads made up on my desk that say "Sarcasm is just one of the services that I provide"
 
How to start a fight

HOW TO START A FIGHT


One year, I decided to buy my mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a Christmas gift...

The next year, I didn't buy her a gift.

When she asked me why, I replied,

"Well, you still haven't used the gift I bought you last year!"

And that's how the fight started.....

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My wife and I were watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while we were in bed.

I turned to her and said, 'Do you want to have Sex?'

'No,' she answered. I then said,

'Is that your final answer?'

She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying, 'Yes..'

So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."

And that's when the fight started

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My wife and I were sitting at a table at her high school reunion, and she kept staring at a drunken man swigging his drink as he sat alone at a nearby table.

I asked her, "Do you know him?"

"Yes", she sighed,

"He's my old boyfriend. I understand he took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear he hasn't been sober since."

"My God!" I said, "Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?"


And then the fight started

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My wife sat down next to me as I was flipping channels.

She asked, "What's on TV?"

I said, "Dust."

And then the fight started...

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Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the
boat up to the van and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour. The wind was blowing 50mph, so I pulled back into the
garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad all day.

I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. I cuddled up to my wife's back; now with a different
anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there is terrible."

My loving wife of 5 years replied, "And, can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?"

And that's how the fight started...

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My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary.

She said, "I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds."

I bought her a bathroom scale.

And then the fight started

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My wife was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.

She was not happy with what she saw and said to me,
"I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.'

I replied, "Your eyesight's dang near perfect."

And then the fight started........

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I rear-ended a car this morning...the start of a REALLY bad day!

The driver got out of the other car, and he was a DWARF!!

He looked up at me and said 'I am NOT Happy!'

So I said, 'Well, which one ARE you then?'

That's how the fight started
 
The Micro-Manager

I had a boss that was worried about job security and was a micro-manager for everyone of his sub-ordinates. We were having one of our weekly motivational chats (about our 4th one), when I suggested to him that there were only two things in my life I really hated:

1) the house I lived in because it was 2 stories and I was really fed up with climbing steps. Therefore selling / keeping the house was no big deal to me. He was very worried about keeping his 'new estate' home located on a golf course.

2) working for him. It was a waste of my time because there was nothing "meaningfull" to be done on a federal government nuclear weapons plant that was shout down.


He got so mad his face turned purple, but he didn't say anything. I looked at him and said, "Don't ask the question, if you won't like the answer. Is this meeting over?"

That was our last motivational chat, and 2 weeks later I accepted a voluntary layoff package -- don't complain :mad:, don't sue :(, and take the money :D.
 
Once when I was in the Army, back in the 60's, I was fresh out of basic and I walked past a WAC Major, saluted and said good morning sir. Now I didn't know a woman knew all those words. She was calling me names that I'd never heard before. The officer with her was holding his hand over his mouth trying not to laugh but not having much luck and that just made it worse. Needless to say I never made that mistake again.

Then there was the time an old girlfriend, a cute little redhead, and I were having a discussion and I said you're getting just like your mother. And then the fight started. Never made that mistake again either.
 
I was a tiny, unpopular, nerdy loner...pretty much a magnet for wannabe bullies. I'd be fighting at least one every year. It seemed like not a single one expected me to fight back. If it wasn't for being underestimated I should have been mercilessly beaten...repeatedly. It thankfully never worked out that way.

Girls shunned me at the same time as well. From my early teens on I began getting a lot of female attention. I gave back much of the same medicine I had received some years back. The ladies do not tend to take such things gracefully!

There's always been one or two people everywhere I've worked that has hated my guts. It takes too much energy to work up that kinda drama for me.
 
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