Bad People Anger Me

This weekend was pretty fun, minus one major event that angers Ryan. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry. Friday was a good time, I got sufficiently drunk with Jordan, one of the new guys at work. Big football guy from Texas, so there have already been some good conversations in regards to football. Good stuff. Saturday night, great time with Shannon, a few of her friends and myself and a few of my friends. Everything was peachy until we got ready to leave and Shannon couldn't find her purse. After looking throughout the bar we decided that someone most likely took it by accident. We were not in a dive bar, so everyone found it hard to believe that someone would steal it. For those of you who don't know Shannon, she's a very quiet, reserved type person and she doesn't get emotionally rattled. Unfortunately for her, my keys were in her purse which upset her greatly; even though it was not her fault. Fast foward to last night, I've gotten into my apartment and she is waiting for the bar to open so that she can double check that she didn't hide it in a trash can or something along those lines. She found out that whoever had taken her purse had been using her Corporate CC, debit card, cell phone, and who knows what else. Regardless Shannon is crushed emotionally between being upset, scared, and pissed. This is the last thing she needs on her plate right now the major pain in the ass that accompanies having to get everything in your life replaced. I'm crushed for her, especially with the prospect of her getting yelled at at work for not finishing a company review. This all makes me very very angry and normally I'm not a violent person, mainly because I've been too skinny in the past, but now I really want to break someone for hurting someone so kind and easy-going. These assclowns deserve to have their balls chopped off and fed back to them.