Julian Rouas Paris - Dealing With An Inveterate Liar By Jaclene Benshimon: Forever in search of my soulmate, I got shanghaied into working for Julian Rouas. My convoluted adventure with him has come to an end. I couldn't attune myself to his eccentric - if not insane - behavior. I've gotten to a point where I felt deeply polluted by all the "bullshit" I've heard coming out of his mouth. Trying in vain to come to terms with our incompatibility, I became vitriolic as he was on the verge of channeling my inner "Linda Blair". I was often engaged in a verbal tennis match with this self-proclaimed tennis champion about personal morality, justice, and conscience. Julian Rouas's slow intellect made it as if I was trying to have an intelligent conversation with King Kong, stupidity is the only option for him and it is exceeded only by his ignorance. My last attempt to wise him up was in our way to Vegas, Julian was driving, talking and wolfing down some nasty junk food. As the tension between us built up, Julian went off on a psychotic ramp, and with the elasticity of a Jerry Lewis, punctuated his tantrum with occasional burst of ominous farts big enough to toast a crouton. This man is repulsive! It became clear to me that I should put as much distance as I could between me and this low-life. Pweeh!! Spray some perfume, please!! This doesn't look too good for a so-called perfume designer... what if we get pulled over? Sadly, Julian Rouas is less about overcoming adversity than about survival; he will not hesitate a second to stab you in the back to get what he wants. Disgusted by this sort of "Human Pustule" that he is, I realized the futility of my mission, and I reasoned it out: Julian Rouas is a pathetic, small-time thief, his only allegiance is to his suppurating wallet. That said, he is moving very fast but is going nowhere. With an acute critical insight and intense scrutiny I found out that he has finagled his signature collection "Swing" out of a French perfume maker. Julian Ruoas came out of the woodwork and doesn't have the mental capability to create a perfume like that in a hundred years. Unfortunately, by now, each perfume is imbued with his malevolent involvement, who wants such bad energy sprayed on his body?! Intellectually anorexic, Julian Rouas is stuck between 8 and 10, I saw him put a quarter in a parking meter once and wait for a gumball to come out. With much fanfare, Julian Rouas fancies himself as a perfume designer, and with his imaginary Marylin Monroe Perfume he hopes to take on a flashy new grandeur. With his scruffy look and shifty eyes, Julian Rouas, doesn't look like a business man, and, technically, he isn't one. He cultivates an aesthetic that is more grotesque than artful, even when he is at his least schizoid. The tangible reality is that this perfume will never see the light of day; this is part of his scam to embezzle funds from naïve investors. That's how it's done on Planet Rouas. Many people got gyped by Julian Rouas already, whatever confluence of ghostly forces compel him to lie, steal, and constantly flip-flopping on his promises, is very hard to comprehend. Loyalty is a one-way-street for this interloper and with blithe cynisism he always manage to get the golden parachute. Do not invest your hard-earned money in his shady company; Julian Rouas will rip you a new one without a shred of remorse!! This degenerate speck of scum is a maladjusted homosexual with a Napoleon Complex. His power trip and false machismo are testament to his deviant personality. In the illusory state of exorcising his own demons, the deglamorized Julan Rouas is taking a shot at religion, the parameters of which is continually shifting; one day he is a Muslin, the next a Jew. Even the Great Allah was unable to assuage his flabby self-pity and unholy ways. Julian Rouas's soul is so decayed, it is past redemption. Do not believe any of his Booga-booga!! With his dream of becoming a perfume mogul going to shit Juliam Ruoas is coming to grip with his own existential dilemna. His incandescent perfume scam is dwindling to a tiny speck. Julian Rouas has folded his tent and become an obscene parody of himself as his shady company is in its last throes. Hasta la vista, baby!

I am witnessing a great American company bought out by foreign company being run to the ground. Sad/Frustrated.

I figure it's a lot quicker and less complicated to type NORMALLY... Why would someone take so much time to type out crap like that? Why do they purposely screw words up? More idiocy I can't comprehend.

Marriage can be so hard sometimes. I have been married for over 30 years and lately it is starting to feel like it. A relationship is a two way street and for most of the the time if there is problems is because both sides are having issues. For a while we have not been getting along and it is because BOTH SIDES are the cause of the problems in our marriage not just one. I need to get away for a while but have no place to go...... except to work.

when are ya'll gonna make top and bottom rockers with a ceter patch

So, I got yelled at just recently for CARING about the welfare of my friends baby girl - who was unborn at the time... I worried because they're living for the moment - the two horny beasts always have... but with a child, you can't just live for the moment! You've got to think about their future... These two little kids just don't get it. My friend, the father, has no job - he lives with his working mother, his kid brother, and baby sister. His jailbait girlfriend lives with him, and now they've got an infant of their own. They also have two dogs, some fish, and a turtle. All these living bodies reside in a two bedroom apartment infested with roaches and reeking of dog feces... Am I wrong for calling the dad out for being so careless? Should I mention that the jailbait girlfriend wants another baby soon...despite the fact that the father is now a legal adult? How could people be so darn stupid? It's too stupid for me to comprehend... Oh, sigh.

Ok here we go! I am a victim of the recession. I have been laid off for about a year now. Unenjoyment is starting to get thin. I have been sending 3-7 resumes a week and have only got 3 calls. I Threw a DVD case across the room out of frustration... It hit the $1100 TV I was renting from a popular rent to own company.So I have to pay for that and another Tv to replace it. My Wife is starting to get pissy about me not working. She doesnt think im really trying to find work. I for once wish I could catch a break. This is getting soooo old. I sometimes think of ways to off myself. But will never actually do it. Its just that sometimes it sounds like more fun than dealing with this shit.

I hate when I'm driving somewhere and some idiot guy, or "guys", yell out the window at you. Like I'm going to turn around and jump his bones because he hung his fat body out of his window and made some disgusting gesture and yelled some "supposed" sexy comment my way. Get a fucking life, I never seen any woman, in there right mind, be turned by a guy doing this.

I think it's completely stupid that those who have served in the military are restricted to only go to a VA hospital. I think anyone who has served for our country should have the right to go anywhere they want to go for free.

Woman are like shit because they like pieces of shit,like to be treated like shit and just like to shit on you. Treat a woman like gold and they shit on you and leave. Treat a woman like shit and you can't get rid of them. What's up with that!