The All Purpose VENTING Thread

[Baraka_Guru]

I didn't graduate from business college and then university to be paid $13.50 an hour to be a managing editor, webmaster, and marketing coordinator with a company almost completely void of structure, management, and leadership.

I'm an idiot.

[snowy]

How many times do I have to explain to my one workplace that the church moves like a glacier? I can't make the guy from Trustees respond to me any more quickly. He knows he needs to call me. Grrr.

[Wes Mantooth]

A few tips for concert goers...well not you folks I doubt any of you are this stupid but I need to vent... GRRRR

When you attend a concert maybe pay attention to the type of club you're in and what kind of music the band is playing. Because it makes you look kind of stupid when you drop $5 in the tip jar, approach the stage to request a Brooks & Dunn song (at a jazz show) and then very loudly try to fish your $5 bill out of the jar in the middle of a song because the band didn't play it.

When somebody leaves a live mic on stage during a quick set break or re tuning it doesn't mean "YAY drunken karaoke time!!!"

Bars and clubs often have multiple exists but that doesn't mean you always get to use them, especially not when you have to walk across the stage in the middle of a set because its closer to your car.

I know the stage looks like a nice, flat, steady place to set your drink down but when the guitar player accidentally (or not) kicks it into your lap is the temper tantrum really necessary?

Some times we bring extra equipment to a show, other instruments we plan to use later and we set them along the side of the stage for quick access not so your drunk ass can come along and pretend to be a rock star by air guttering for your friends and then dropping it on the floor when your done.

Hey we all get inconvenient phone calls but maybe in the future you could go outside instead of trying yell over the band?

Just because you see an empty spot on the stage it doesn't mean its a dance floor. However if you do feel the need to climb on stage and flail around for a bit try being mindful of the expensive equipment that's being played all around you. Its a pain in the ass (and somewhat expensive) to have to re tube a vintage amp head because you felt like being a free spirit.

Stage diving isn't as easy as it looks and its especially difficult when the audience is sitting at tables enjoying drinks with friends. Also its a wee bit distracting to every one involved while you lay there on the floor screaming and moaning about your broken nose. But isn't it fun making the band stop mid song so they can climb down off stage, help scrap your dumb ass up off the floor and call an ambulance? Being the center of attention is awesome!

Jesus christ...

[Plan9]

F#@&ing animal crackers are straight delicious. I can't stop eating them. They're made outta chemicals and so bad for me... but they're delicious.

[ring]

The day I finally decided it was time to bathe,
the City decided to dump more chlorine into the system.

The chlorine fumes pouring out of the faucet were way more toxic than mine.

I'm going to drive the twenty miles & jump in the lake.

No wait..the east end of the lake is only six miles from here, I'll use my bike.

Less fumage.

[Martian]

I'm sick of reading about all you bitter people ranting about your petty grievances.

Stop being so fucking negative all the time.

[Plan9]

Originally Posted by Martian

I'm sick of reading about all you bitter people ranting about your petty grievances.

Stop being so fucking negative all the time.

You shut your mouth about my animal cracker problems, you hippie Canadian!

[ring]

Okay then, I'll vent about my gratitudes.

I'm fortunate to have a dry,warm, bug-free place to sleep.

I haven't gone to bed hungry since the time my father sent me to bed without supper,
when I refused to eat the chicken liver mom had cooked.

I am so very fortunate to have a loving mother, siblings & my dog.

$783.00 dollars a month is plenty for me to live on comfortably.

I have use of all four limbs. I can see & hear.

The voices in my head, sing to me, of pleasant benevolent matters.

I still hate the nasty chlorine though.

[Baraka_Guru]

I'll have much less to vent about as soon as 30% of my gross income no longer goes towards non-mortgage debt payments.

Is that un-grievance-like enough?

[Wes Mantooth]

I sometimes teach beginner music lessons (guitar, piano ect) for extra money and I got an actual honest to god bass student!!!! YAY!!! An adult, somebody who actually seems interested in learning more then a kick ass riff to get chicks with...good god...

I took over his lessons last week, found out where he was at and sent him home asking him to learn to play the major and minor scales, no arpeggios, open or two octave scales (although any adult with a function brain should have no trouble picking up all of that in a week with minimal practice) just major and minor...its the same finger placement for EVERY note of the scale. Anyway he shows up this evening, I ask him to run through a few scales and its pretty obvious he didn't practice so I ask him how much time he put in.

"An hour a day"

"Really?"

"Yeah I just can't seem to get it"



I mean c'mon, I expect that from kids and teens but from a grown man? Just tell me you either didn't or couldn't practice, I'll go easy on you...no ruler to the knuckles or anything. I mean I don't really care, its his money we can practice scales for the next two years if he wants to pay...just a pet peeve I guess.

[Baraka_Guru]

Hey, Mr. "Graphic Designer" Guy Who I Don't Know at All!

When you told me you're going to have a file ready for me "soon," I didn't mind giving you the benefit of the doubt. Not at all...really. This was the first time we exchanged communications, and I like to think that my associates associate with competent people.

However, when "soon" comes and goes, not much changes other than I expect to get a more specific idea of what you're talking about. So when you said I'd get the file "tomorrow," my editor brain thinks, "Tomorrow." That means "the day after today."

Now let's be realistic. When "tomorrow" comes and goes and I don't hear from you at all, what am I to think?

A) You forgot.
B) You had other, more important, things to do.
C) Something has gone terribly wrong, and you've come across something beyond your capabilities and were too embarrassed to let me know.

Take a guess at what I thought. Yes, that's right, C. Because if it were A or B, you would be either a complete idiot or an asshole. But, no, it's C, which means you are irresponsible.

If something's gone wrong, you tell me. You don't ignore me, leave me in the dark, hope I go away.... you fucking tell me. That way, I can do something about it, whether that means helping you or taking the project off your hands and into the hands of someone more capable.

It's no coincidence that this other, more capable, person I'm thinking about is the one with the money on the line.

Here's a tip: if you want to establish strong business ties, learn to take responsibility and let people know when shit isn't going according to plan. Doing otherwise only makes things worse.

[noodle]

You know what?
Fuck it.
Apparently, I can't drive, I'm an embarrassment out in public, I have no idea what image I project to the world, and you'd rather slam the door and go to bed than talk to me.
Fine. I emptied the cat litter, vacuumed up the random pieces, ran the dishwasher, walked all the trash down to the compacter thing 1/2 mile away, told the neighbor that his interior light was on so he didn't have a dead battery tomorrow and now I'm fucking tired.
You're welcome. But I don't even care.
I just want a fucking shower and to go to bed.
I'm glad you feel better and I love you dearly, but back the fuck off.
I'm fucking exhausted and I can't sleep for shit. Quit finding fault with every word that comes out of my mouth, everything that I attempt to do, new things that I can't quite figure out, and the things that I don't do the way you want them done.
I need some fucking sleep and a little less stress.
I love you, good night.

[Spartanx9]

Why the fuck can't you seem to keep a car running in good shape? All you ever do is fucking text for a god damn ride when you have 3 cars that you somehow broke, yet you feel the need to ask to borrow mine when I have fucking school starting this week? Just because I may not have a job, doesn't mean you are free to think that your brother would be able to give you a ride whenever you need one cause you don't take care of your cars.

Also, your "Why not take the bus to school?" is pretty fucking funny. why don't you take the damn bus to work.

Edit: Another rage.

Why do you continue to bug me every single time that you log on? There hasn't been one time since you've joined the guild that you haven't sent me a whisper right after you've checked to see who was online asking for a fucking run speed buff or a Heal over time. There are other people in the guild, yet you always come to me for everything, even tradeskills that i can not do (which I've said in guild chat 3 times while you kept trying to trade me items). Then you continue to bug me in whispers while I'm currently busy as you expect me to drop what i'm doing and help you. Just fucking leave me alone FFS.


(Yes, tonight is not going very well. Stressed and all i wanted to was enjoy a bit of my mmo, but got harassed with both RL and ingame bullshit. :/. Do have to say that this helps though)

[G~man]

I get to sit in a room all day waiting for a bell to ring and then go to work..... Pavlovian.... But at least I get paid to do it... live is good after all.

[Ourcrazymodern?]

Originally Posted by noodle

You know what?
Fuck it.
Apparently, I can't drive, I'm an embarrassment out in public, I have no idea what image I project to the world, and you'd rather slam the door and go to bed than talk to me.
Fine. I emptied the cat litter, vacuumed up the random pieces, ran the dishwasher, walked all the trash down to the compacter thing 1/2 mile away, told the neighbor that his interior light was on so he didn't have a dead battery tomorrow and now I'm fucking tired.
You're welcome. But I don't even care.
I just want a fucking shower and to go to bed.
I'm glad you feel better and I love you dearly, but back the fuck off.
I'm fucking exhausted and I can't sleep for shit. Quit finding fault with every word that comes out of my mouth, everything that I attempt to do, new things that I can't quite figure out, and the things that I don't do the way you want them done.
I need some fucking sleep and a little less stress.
I love you, good night.

[Plan9]

To the battalion sized element of tiny insects / arachnids that adorned my feet, shins, and calves with their delightful itchy kisses...

I admire you.

I do. You managed to completely tear up my body below the knees through boots, pants, and socks thick enough to choke the donkey show girl.

I'ma kill the shit outta you next time. I've got DEET and I'm going to wade in it before I go rucking through that patch of forest again.

[The_Dunedan]

Get your own friggin' GunBroker account! It's not hard! Just sign up! I -know- they want your credit-card number, it's for security purposes! They're not going to charge your card or sell anything you paranoid, mincing little shrew of a man! It's to make sure you're an actual person and not a spam-bot!

I am sick to death of you coming in here every three weeks and asking us to use -OUR- GunBroker account, the one with our business name on it, to buy things for you! Even things, like ammo and accessories, that -DON'T- have to go to a licensed dealer! Get your own bloody GB account, bid it yourself, and get this shit shipped to your house! We'll still be perfectly happy to handle all your firearm transfers, but this is stupid!

Do you realize the position you put us in by demanding this shit? If something happens to you: you die, or the tranny goes out on your car, or the hot-water-heater needs replacing...guess what? WE'RE STILL ON THE HOOK FOR YOUR PURCHASE! And if -you- are unable to COMPLETE said purchase, or you change your mind, guess what? Either we pay for a gun we didn't want, or we get bad feedback and OUR professional reputation, which is the only way we can make a living in this business, takes a big hit!

And that's not even counting the fact that now I have to submit the bid, keep track of the auction, call you up every time the bid price changes to see if you want to go higher, handle -all- the communications with the seller, and deal with you coming in here every day and mincing around asking seven different times if "we're still good?" on this item!

Just get your own fucking account!

[Ourcrazymodern?]

She said yes. She says no. Vanities are for parking your toothbrush.

[flat5]

OK, I have something to complain about.
Mmore CD-R90 CD blanks are crap. Five years later they are unreadable.
I'm transfering all my movie & tv CDs to a USB drive. Almost all the CDs are ok but a box of these particular extra long ones are not. They are failing about half way through but passed the Nero crc check when they were burned.
Other brands are still good.

[sweet release]

1 of my gaming programmes are broken.



the sounds don't work on it anymore

need to get someone to fix it ugg

[Baraka_Guru]

Dear Author:

Thank you for submitting your manuscript. I notice it was printed on a smashing 50-lb. glossy paper (what at first I thought was a 250-page manuscript is actually less than half that). However, you have used a single-spaced line setting in addition to a line-break paragraph setting with no indentation. This makes the manuscript ill-suited for editing.

I do, however, prefer to edit on-screen, which is good that you also submitted a CD with the digital files. I sincerely hope you will not be upset by the fact that your hardcopy is suitable only for reading, and this is not something I wish to do with it because even with an initial reading, making notes is important. Moreover, making notes on glossy paper is a pain in the ass.

Put another way: you wasted the money you spent on paper, printing, and postage. More specifically, you spent twice as much as you should have under appropriate circumstances and it was for naught.

Sincerely,

Your Humble Servant and Editor

[Plan9]

Dear Airborne Ranger Samurai Ninja Graduate-Degree Ultra-Genius:

Attaching a nylon tow strap to the exterior of a vehicle is a very bad idea.

The combination of ultraviolet radiation, dirt and rain deteriorates the fibers.

I'm pretty sure these factors are mentioned in the Ranger handbook, Mr. Tab-Pointer.

And don't forget that we're in the fucking desert (sand) and it's 110 every day (heat).

How about I just s-roll 'em, zip tie 'em, and break-away tie them inside the cab?

It's just as quick as "combat hanging," easier on the gear and 100% less retarded.

I know you'll yell at me later about this but that's okay, Sir. I can handle it.

[The_Dunedan]

Dear Don Corleone,
My dear, esteemed Sir. I understand that you're only fifteen years offa da boat, and you no speaka da English. However, your limited language skills and inability to comprehend US Federal law is not -my- problem.

You're an FFL, like me: a licensed dealer in firearms. As a consequence, you are no doubt burdened by the same phone-directory-sized book of regulations we are. We keep our copy on the computer station, so it's always handy for checking laws and regs when questions arise.

One of those laws and regulations is that you, as an FFL, are allowed to receive interstate firearms shipments. However, you'll note that your License, just like Grandma's best Ziti, has this thing called an "Expiration Date." And just like that Ziti turned into inedible glop after a few days, after three (3) years your FFL expires and must be renewed. Once your FFL expires, it is against a couple of dozen Federal and State laws for me to ship you a gun, ANY gun, for ANY reason. No, it does not matter that your submitted your renewal paperwork last week: your license expired on September First! Worse, we can see from your GunBroker feedback that you've received at least two firearms at your business since then!

As a consequence of this, no, we cannot ship the rifle you purchased until we receive a current, valid FFL. Per your suggestion we have examined your GunBroker feedback. In the 120-odd feedbacks, we found nearly a dozen which suggested that you have chronic difficulties communicating with customers, frequently refuse to honor the terms of auctions you won -or- listed, and just as frequently become threatening and abusive to your customers and sellers. One chap relates in some detail that you threatened to fly to Oregon and kill him, his wife, and his dog over a $35.00 Galil magazine.

And now, after three emails in which you have berated us, browbeaten us, called us racists, demanded that we check your police record and emailed us your Social Security Number, and -still- demanded that we ship your purchase in clear violation of Federal law, you have gotten around to threatening -us.-

At least, that's what I think you were doing, I can't really be sure. You emailed us a picture of yourself (nice shirt, by the way) and a separate picture of your Para-Ordnance 1911 LDA. Good choice in sidearms, but if the intent was to frighten us you really should remember that this is the United States, not Palermo or Pisa or Florence. The sight of a single handgun and three magazines, no matter how artistically displayed or how nicely filtered the light, is not intimidating in the slightest to people who sell the kind of hardware we do. If this is the best you can do for a threat, you might want to switch to bribery next because while we applaud your initiative in fulfilling every single extant Italian stereotype thus far, your success at applying these stereotypes to the business world leaves much to be desired.

You, Sir, are either the most incompetent gangster or the most transparent wannabe-ANYthing I've ever encountered, and it is not serving you well. At this rate, it's probably going to land you in prison. My suggestion? Stop. Open a trattoria or a pizzaria, buy a gondola, learn some English and start a roller-derby league, I don't care. But get outta the gun business before somebody gets hurt, capische?

Yours very sincerely and respectfully,
Dunedan

[Plan9]

Dunedan, I will pay you to do the annoying toast part at my next wedding.

[The_Dunedan]

Dude, I'll do annoying toasts at -all- your weddings!

[Plan9]

Ugh, you call it love... I call it a rapid succession of forgettable faces and wet fuck noises in an attempt to make yourself feel better about your damaged condition. It's okay, I realize Seymour hasn't fed you in a while and you're getting a little cranky.

...

We gotta talk. You're such fashion toolbag. Your leather man panties just don't look right, bro. I know you're not concerned with such things as you fight your skeletal nemesis, but everybody back at Grayskull is laughing.

...

I have internalized the mantra, "Qualification is not expertise." Have you? Obviously not, since you keep referencing how how much money you make, the number of crunches you can do, and how your haircut is slightly better than Paul Allen's.