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This Thread is for us when we need to vent, or get something off our chest just so we can better get through the day. I was going to start a new thread to vent about whats pissing me off, but why not have a single thread for everyone to vent on . . .
Ok, heres mine, i put it on my blog, heres the link, but ill copy to here (mikearoo.blogspot.com)
Ok, last night, i got home from work fine, but when i tried to run a quick errand last night (beer run), the "fucking" piece of "shit" wouldnt start. Im guessing the starter is shot. Spent my last money till payday overdrawing my account, just so i can get to work till next Friday, but now that doesnt matter, cause i cant even start it. GRRRRR!!! and just last week, i dropped close to $500 to for basically an entire new brake system, and it HAD to be done.
So today was my first public transportation expierence in Delaware. It wasnt that bad. Everything was on time, and it was kind of relaxing. The only thing that sucked was all the stops on the way from Rodney Square to 202. Thank you to Ashley Reynold for taking me to the mall to catch the bus i missed at Walther road, and to Angela who supplied me with 5 bucks.
So it only costs 1.15 for a one way pass and 2.40 for an all day pass. That 12 bucks a week if you buy an all day pass everyday. The only thing that sucks is the time it takes. I didnt mind it in the morning, but if i had to do it at night, it would take forever to get home. I was thinking maybe id do this more often, even when my car works, cause #1 it saves money, #2 im lessening my enviromental impact by not emmiting exhaust from my car, and #3 some of the Dart buses, if not all are hybrid's now. The only thing that sucks is the time.
I just scanned in an entire folder's worth of documents out of order. I'm going to have to do it again. I already have a secretary breathing down my neck to get it done, and I get dirty looks every time I get up from my scanner.
Why do my coworkers insist on talking on the phone so loudly? I am soooooooooo tired of hearing about her kids and her husband. Then, the other coworker that sits right beside her gets on the phone and talks just as loud...then she stops talking on the phone and starts talking to the other girl about what she's talking about on the phone.
Post by lordrockinhood on Aug 2, 2007 9:09:32 GMT -5
My manager is a huge loud personal life phone talker... worst is when you have an important work issue, she won't interupt her call no matter how many school childeren just got off a bus and are standing in front of a theatre with no tickets because they were supposed to go next week... she's a great manager in a lot of ways, but that can be infuriating
Post by oatmealschnappz on Aug 2, 2007 15:12:09 GMT -5
I was walking my dogs earlier. I was standing on the sidewalk, waiting for Madison to finish when I noticed two older ladies walking towards me. As many of you may already know, I absolutely detest the endless throngs of jackasses who refuse to clean-up after their dogs. So, obviously I was planning on doing my part to keep our neighborhood tidy and sh!t free. I decided to wait until the ladies passed us before picking-up Madison's "offering". As you know, dogs can be a little curious and annoying sometimes, so I thought that I should shorten their leashes to limit their mobility some until the women had passed. As the ladies walked by, I looked-up and smiled at them. When I looked back down at my precious little puppies, I couldn't help but notice that Yoko had laid directly in Madison's "product". Before I could even say anything, Yoko began to roll around in it. (just to put this in perspective, Madison weighs about 75lbs and Yoko weighs about 25lbs) Obviously, I yelled at her. My yell scared Madison, who then decided that I was mad at her. Not only did I have to "sweet talk" Madison into coming back in with me, I also had to pick-up my spastic, sh!t-covered Boston Terrier and carry her back in to our building. BIG FUN! Because of my consideration of the older ladies' comfort area and my desire to not spread dogshit through our building, I eneded up covered in fresh, pungent......"puppy love"!
....And to add insult to injury, I had just given her a bath last night!
Last Edit: Aug 2, 2007 15:12:50 GMT -5 by oatmealschnappz - Back to Top
^^^^sorry - but I did laugh about that because it sounds exactly like something that Boz's Boston Terrorist would do (part of the reason that she lives with Boz's mom)
Post by strumntheguitar on Aug 2, 2007 22:09:06 GMT -5
Here's my rant for the night:
So I quit smoking a month ago, but then started up again due to unbelievable amounts of stress and not enough money or supplies to let corn help ease it enough. I realize smoking is bad for me. Everybody that smokes knows it's bad for them. I don't mind people reminding me of this politely. I don't mind that people are bothered by my smoke, and I normally offer to walk away if I see a family with a young child sitting around when I have the urge to burn one. I think of myself as one of the most considerate "smokers" around. Since I've started smoking again, I cut back a ton because I do plan on quitting again once I return to my relatively stress-free college life and I probably smoke a pack in 3 or 4 days. So compared to most smokers, I'm not too bad off.
Tonight, I'm sitting outside of my favorite coffee shop and light up a refreshing smoke. This couple, who - to put it politely is morbidly obese - walks up to where I'm already smoking and sits at a table next to me. After maybe one minute the man looks over at me and says in a very stern voice "you know you're killing yourself with every breath you take of that, right?" I look over, and notice that this couple has brought a Hardees bag to the table and both of them are enjoying one of those Monster Thickburgers loaded with crap with the fry combo and soft drink. I maintain my polite attitude and say "I'm sorry if my smoke bothers you, would you like to trade places so you're not downwind of the smoke?" and the wife butts in and says "No! I would like you to put out that cigarette now and throw the rest of them in the trash before you kill yourself and everyone around you with your poison!!"
That's where I start to lose it. I look at them and say in the most polite tone I can muster "And what do you think you're doing to yourself by eating that oh-so-healthy fast food combo at 10 pm?" They look at me with shock, like it's unheard of for someone to talk back to them. The man stands up and starts screaming my head off saying that I'm so out of line to insult them because of their weight and that I shouldn't talk because it's not their fault and that "obesity runs in their genes on both families." Again, I slowly keep losing my cool. If obesity runs in their family, why do they continue to order these blood-clotting burgers from Hardees? In my opinion, and I'm no doctor so I could be wrong, but I feel as though being so overweight that you can't sit in chairs with arm rests in it and then just giving in and eating fast food late at night is worse for your health than smoking the occasional cigarette. I tell them they should evaluate their own habits before they start judging those of others, and that if my smoking bothers them so much they can leave, because I was there first enjoying my cigarette which is perfectly allowed outside this coffee shop. They get irate and go into the shop and get the manager and tell him that I am being rude and infringing upon their peacefulness with my "cancer stick smoking." The manager and I are good friends, since I visit his shop atleast once a day and he knows that I always offer to appease the nonsmoker when I'm outside. He smiles and tells the couple "Actually, outside food and beverage are not allowed on our property, whereas smoking is. So, I'm going to have to ask that you kindly leave until you are finished with your Hardees meal."
The couple goes apeshit crazy and threatens to write in to the local newspaper about how horrible the service is and that they "promote lung cancer" instead of "customer satisfaction" and storms off to their car.
I just really hate how people think it's perfectly ok to discriminate against a group of people because of a habit. It doesn't help anybody quit, in fact it often drives them to smoke even more because of the stress they'll induce by their preaching. Ugh, that's my long rant of the night.
This word also has a underground meaning once you break it down. Let’s take “Bonn” for example and it actually turns into the word “Bone”. We all know gays use this word to describe the action of when they are fecal fisting their Cuban cabana boy at their sex bath house parties. Now let’s look at Roo, “Roo” is short for “Kangaroo”.So put the full true message together and you get“Bone a Kangaroo
Post by wellbalancedmusic on Aug 3, 2007 7:50:00 GMT -5
strum, i feel your pain. I too like to think of myself as a polited light smoker. Even when sitting in an outdoor bar I will look around to see if i am sitting close to smokers and if not check which way the wind is blowing and ask the table in that direction if they mind if i light up. I am seldomly refused but i respect it when i am. Then their is the Hardee's Gene idiot that says "I can't believe you even asked me if you could kill yourself...blah blah blah. I which point i say nothing, light up and send them a beer. they either move of say their sorry after their beer comes. i go for the kill em with kindness routine and still have my smoke in reletave peace.
I gotta say that I am tired of being talked to like I'm an idiot.
I had this ad to do that said to "change picture with picture on the server". Well, there is no picture on that server. I query the account to see where the picture is located, and the response is "the picture is in our system. You should look at the number on the original ad to locate the ad. This should not have been queried so many times". Well, asshat, the instructions were to CHANGE the picture, not use the on already on the ad.
Sometimes I want to pull out my hair and vomit at the same time.
Post by spookymonster on Aug 3, 2007 8:12:31 GMT -5
Bravo for you, Strum. I congratulate you for not feeling it necessary to defend your smoking, and applaud you for pointing out their own hypocrisy. Neither habit (smoking or fast food) is healthy, but trying to frame them as 'genetic disorders' is reprehensible. We are the dominant species on this planet because of our ability to adapt and overcome our biology and environment... it's amazing how quickly people will discount that gift when it comes to a cheap, pseudo-scientific excuse for hedonism.
When you no longer enjoy smoking, quit. It's hard, but not impossible. When you no longer enjoy your body, change. Again, it's hard, maybe even harder than quitting smoking (you can't quit eating), but not impossible. Hiding behind genetics is just giving in; a politically correct excuse to be lazy, plain and simple.
My GRRRR for the week - actually for a few months.
I applied for a new position within the VA - back in APRIL! It is as a paralegal specialist with Regional Counsel (I have 16 years of experience and a paralegal degree) It was only open to people within the VA System, here at this VA - I am the only one qualified for the position.
They still have not made a decision - I mean they have not even narrowed it down to the top three to schedule interviews!
Meanwhile - another position has come open in Mental Health - which is basically the same thing I am doing now - just at a higher pay grade. I would go from a GS6 to a GS7
I want to apply for it - BUT - what if I get it and the paralegal specialist position (GS9) is offered to me? I asked and found out that if I take the mental health position - I have to stay in it at least 90 days before I would be allowed to accept another position. So basically - I could do it even if the paralegal job was offered - if the were willing to hold the paralegal job for me - which seems like it should not be a problem - after all - the job has been vacant since February!
ARRRGGGHHHHHHHH - sometimes I hate working for the federal system!
Post by sparklybecca on Aug 3, 2007 9:21:55 GMT -5
i cant even tell you guys how FUCKING UPSET i am right now. you have to understand how important this is to me, but you probably wont so whatever. but i still need to vent. rosh hashana (the jewish new year) falls on the weekend of sept 14th. my dad is being a nazi and wants all of his children to come home to FL for the weekend. I DID NOT want to go. i just thought it was dumb and i wanted to stay up here. fine. my dad kept on harping for me to make flights, and i kept on saying no. finally my sister made a flight for both of us. fine. i am updating my calender, and what do i see that is going on the 14th friday? UNDERWORLD show in central park. a show ive been looking forward to for over 6mths. they are on my top 5 fave "bands" of all time. they basically cahnged my life and my outlook on music. im so upset
sorry to everyone for their troubles... and karma to strum for confronting hypocrisy.
The only other person in my office that went to roo walked out on the job yesterday. Everyone knows that we're friends, so everyone in the office keeps coming up to me and whispering about it and wanting the inside scoop.... I could write a lot more but it's easier to just sum it up - this sucks. I want to go home. I don't want to be here anymore. It's Friday and I want the weekend to start... and to top it off, I've got to have dinner with my boss. grrrr.
Post by spookymonster on Aug 3, 2007 11:05:15 GMT -5
sparklybecca said:
i am updating my calender, and what do i see that is going on the 14th friday? UNDERWORLD show in central park. a show ive been looking forward to for over 6mths. they are on my top 5 fave "bands" of all time. they basically cahnged my life and my outlook on music. im so upset
Have you contacted Underworld and explained the situation to them yet? I'm sure they'd be willing to move things around once they understand how important this is to you...
Post by spookymonster on Aug 3, 2007 12:07:46 GMT -5
Not to get morbid, but is he still alive? A similar accident happened to a famous motorcycle magazine writer a few months ago, with fatal results. Ironically, he wrote a column on safety and emergency procedures.
[edit] n/m... saw your other post. Glad to hear he's still among us.
Not to get morbid, but is he still alive? A similar accident happened to a famous motorcycle magazine writer a few months ago, with fatal results. Ironically, he wrote a column on safety and emergency procedures.
now is not the time - but hey - there is a reason I call them donorcycles
anyone that rides one - please be very very careful - especially if you are my friend or a friend of my friend ! Always be aware of your surroundings!
happened to a friend and his brand new bmw bike last year. he got lucky no damage to the bike, deer ran off,and he had to take bath and change clothes.hope your friend is ok .will say a little prayer tonite for him
This word also has a underground meaning once you break it down. Let’s take “Bonn” for example and it actually turns into the word “Bone”. We all know gays use this word to describe the action of when they are fecal fisting their Cuban cabana boy at their sex bath house parties. Now let’s look at Roo, “Roo” is short for “Kangaroo”.So put the full true message together and you get“Bone a Kangaroo
Post by spookymonster on Aug 3, 2007 12:22:07 GMT -5
That being said, deer are fairly unpredictable. Anything less than a full stop and/or driving around them at a slow crawl could trigger them to bolt in just about any direction, including straight at you. That is, of course, assuming you even see them and have enough time/distance to reduce your speed. Yesterday, I went for my ride around a nearby wilderness reserve. At one point, I pulled up to a red light and turned to see 4-5 deer grazing out in the field next to me, maybe 30 yards away. Never saw 'em until I'd come to a full stop. Camouflage has it's good and bad sides...
That being said, deer are fairly unpredictable. Anything less than a full stop and/or driving around them at a slow crawl could trigger them to bolt in just about any direction, including straight at you. That is, of course, assuming you even see them and have enough time/distance to reduce your speed. Yesterday, I went for my ride around a nearby wilderness reserve. At one point, I pulled up to a red light and turned to see 4-5 deer grazing out in the field next to me, maybe 30 yards away. Never saw 'em until I'd come to a full stop. Camouflage has it's good and bad sides...
Post by sparklybecca on Aug 3, 2007 12:59:42 GMT -5
spookymonster said:
sparklybecca said:
i am updating my calender, and what do i see that is going on the 14th friday? UNDERWORLD show in central park. a show ive been looking forward to for over 6mths. they are on my top 5 fave "bands" of all time. they basically cahnged my life and my outlook on music. im so upset
Have you contacted Underworld and explained the situation to them yet? I'm sure they'd be willing to move things around once they understand how important this is to you...
This year on our way to bonnaroo we were winding through the backroads we take there (in our fully loaded-down truck) and all was right with the world... on our way to roo, beautiful scenery.... We go around a curve and there's a beautiful field off to the right with a barbed wire fence and a deer grazing. It happened something like this:
I spot the deer "Oh look honey..." deer spots the truck "there's a..." deer jumps the fence "deer." suicidal deer jumps into road "OH GOD OH GOD HONEY HONEY DEER DEER!!!!" tires squeal, miss the deer by less than a foot we drive about 2-3 minutes without saying a word, hands to our thumping hearts. my husband: "I had no idea you could hit that note. If there was anything you said after DEER DEER I think only dogs could hear it."
Needless to say, as life-affirming as bonnaroo is already, it was multiplied many-fold by our close encounter.
mariposa i can just picture the scene inside the truck and am in tears laughing because that is funny as hell.glad you didn't hit the deer,or wreck.had to stop for bathroom after that didn't you
This word also has a underground meaning once you break it down. Let’s take “Bonn” for example and it actually turns into the word “Bone”. We all know gays use this word to describe the action of when they are fecal fisting their Cuban cabana boy at their sex bath house parties. Now let’s look at Roo, “Roo” is short for “Kangaroo”.So put the full true message together and you get“Bone a Kangaroo
It really was hilarious and we laughed a lot about it later... It went from 'oh, look at the beautiful country setting' to 'OH HOLY CHRIST!' in about 2 seconds. As for the bathroom, I didn't realize that that was an issue until we were stuck in line on 41. I've never run through a field more quickly than I did to get into those woods.
;D
