The Complaining and Bitching Thread

FACE MASSAGE.

In other news, if you ask me to be blunt with you, don't be passive aggressive with me when I call you out for being an asshole. It's fucking obnoxious.

 

I wish that would help—it's from novocaine, as I just spent my lunch break getting a cavity filled.

For about half a second, I was convinced this particular bit was directed specifically at me.

Asshole.

(kidding!)

 

Obviously it's directed at me. Most similar accusations around here are.

I'm doing everything I can to make sure that we don't get sued over this thing, so you would think that I could at least get an acknowledgement of my question to my boss. Jesus, how hard is it to say "no, don't call her" or "yes, you need to call"?

 

Awww. Never at you! You know you're my favorite.
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And to think, I'm one of the few people here who has never directly called you an asshole.

 

In keeping with the charter of this thread, it is simply a matter of time until you join the vast majority. The only question is whether or not you ever see past the facade.

 

Ooooh, mystery.

 

Best backhanded/implied "you're an asshole" EVAR!

 

Hey, it's not my fault you drive really slow in the ultra-fast lane.

(besides, I'm the nice one, remember? I think the only person I've straight up called an asshole here is Lordeden )





And now, for the bitching: IT'S ONLY WEDNESDAY, DAMN IT.

 

MARY JO BUTTAFUCCO FACE! I get that occasionally.

Also, I think DamnitAll might cause jealous induced fights on this site.

Back off GeneticShift! I saw her first!

 

Ladies, please! There's plenty of me to go around for all.

Also, my face is no longer numb—hooray!

 

I am so fucking upset right now I'm crying and can't stop shaking in the middle of lab. I fucking hate that I get this emotional about the same shit every single time I have this conversation. I'm just as pissed at myself as I am at him.
sdjflofhgdasd

 

((((((((hugs)))))))))

 

And now my professor is yelling at me through email because my experiments didn't work. My awesome mood as officially completely deflated. I just want to go home and cry.
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Thanks. Hugs back.

 

F****** traffic!!! I just need to get to the airport to pick up my husband. Its just mother f-ing rain.

 

I'll be done with work in 15 minutes, but then I have class at 6. I'm already EXHAUSTED. This isn't going to be a fun term.

 

I cannot, for the life of me, regulate my body temperature to an acceptable level of comfort tonight.

 

I know those feels. I just got back from the gym, and my body is boiling, but my hands, legs, and feet are quite chilly. THERE IS NOT A BLANKET SHAPED LIKE THAT.

Go home, extremities. You're drunk.

 

Damn this last 1% of the battery on my phone is lasting longer than the other 99% did!

 

Duh.

It's obviously the outperforming elite of the Percentile Society. Those 1% are naturally entitled to more energy than the 99% combined!