Max: Why Are People Dicks?
I asked a technical question about acrylicized wood and how it differed from pressure treated wood. I was briefly excited to see my first reply was from a manufacturer of acrylicized wood. Then I read his reply. If you read only his reply, you might have assumed I had asked, "Why do you make shitty products and when are you planning to stop raping children?" He completely lost his shit because I mentioned pressure treated wood and acrylicized wood in the same sentence. Literally. It didn't matter that I was asking about the difference. It didn't matter that I hadn't even really addressed him in particular, mentioned his name or the name of his bidness. I had defamed his precious product and was now lower than Hitler in his estimation.
Naturally I responded by pointing out that he is clearly insane and that he could feel free to fuck off. But then a friend of his (someone whom I have recently developed more than a little respect for) jumped in and explained that my newfound enemy had problems with trolls making comparisons between his acrylicized wood and pressure treated wood. I figured that he was understandably touchy and explained that I was not trolling, just trying to acquire information. The dickhead replied by twisting my words around, calling me a troll and accusing me of engaging in a one sided pissing contest. Or maybe a pants wetting contest. He wasn't clear on that point.
Shortly thereafter one of the site mods closed the thread. So, for looking for a little bit of info I have made a new enemy, got publicly upbraided for something I clearly didn't even attempt to do and still don't have an answer to my question.
And people wonder why I hate people.
Labels: Bass, Idiots, Things That Break My Brain
