10-05-2005, 03:35 PM | #1 (permalink) |
Teufel Hunden's Freundin
Location: Westminster, CO
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Official Vent About Your Crappy Day Thread! We All Need it Today!
No explanations needed about anything, just vent away! This is for everyone who has one of those days where all the little things just snowball into one huge catastrophic stressball.
My Day Today 1. Went in to externship @ 8:30 instead of 9 b/c stupid, lazy ass bitch of a front office lady hasn't been in for a fucking week and has only called 3 out of 5 times. Been stuck doing front office when I'm SUPPOSED to be learning the damn back office stuff. IF SHE WOULD EVER FUCKING SHOW UP. 2. took my car in to the Nissan Dealership. Turns out that: - My right front passenger window needs a new motor. - I need 4 new tires. - I'm getting new brakes. - Oil needs to be changed. - NONE OF THIS IS COVERED BY WARRANTY. 3. Noelle (my cat) was limping when I came home today. Took her to the vet, turns out that she has mild arthritis in her left front elbow. Dr. gave anti-inflammatory & pain meds for me to give her, along with some other thing to sprinkle on her food. 4. Got REAL pissed at mom over Sam, but that's something I'll not go into detail about. Yeah, great day. And I pretty much should expect to show up at 8:30am now instead of 9am b/c of that STUPID LADY. MTHERFCKER.
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10-05-2005, 03:53 PM | #2 (permalink) |
lonely rolling star
Location: Seattle.
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Man. That fucking sucks. Just shit piling up on top of more shit.
My day was kinda crappy too, but not as bad as yours. Sorry it was so crappy.
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10-05-2005, 04:08 PM | #3 (permalink) |
salmon?
Location: Outside Providence
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Didn't put my fog lights on like I was supposed to last night, and today was the heaviest fog I've ever seen. Typical, just fucking typical. Stepped out of my pickup into a steaming pile of dog shit. Fucking beautiful.
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10-05-2005, 04:09 PM | #4 (permalink) | |
Une petite chou
Location: With All Your Base
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Crappy days abound lately. Sue, I'll take advantage of this thread and exorcise my frustration to better move on... maybe.
I got put on probation at work today. Apparently the 130 hours I worked in 9 days to help two of my favorite teenagers die peacefully and have their wishes carried out didn't overshadow the fact that three of my kids' families don't answer their phones. Ever. So as I cry for "my" boys at their funerals, I'm not getting compensated with my raise that was supposed to go into effect on October 1. Nor for the overtime. I loved those kiddos and I'm glad I could be there for them, but I'm tired and poor. My car rattles to wake the dead, I have to get an oil change every six weeks because of the demon I work for, and I'm upside down on the POS. And it smells funny. You'd think the dang thing could at least appreciate the four new tires it got a few weeks ago. My ex called me today to ask advice on dating his new girlfriend, since we're still "friends". Asks me if it bothers me when he talks about other girls, doesn't listen when I say yes. So I text him, since he's running through Tropical Storm Tammy and I don't want to say it out loud, "It bothers me sometimes because it reminds me that I'm replaceable when i'm already feeling not-good-enough" (I was on my way to the meeting). And then he sent me a text message while I was in the meeting getting put on probation that "Knowing I could love you scares me." Karma can take this day and shove it up its ass.
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10-05-2005, 07:28 PM | #5 (permalink) |
Cunning Runt
Location: Taking a mulligan
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Man, there was sure something going on today. A usually reliable supplier sent me three pieces of crap today. Two of them were for people who needed them delivered because they were leaving town.
The first one broke within a minute of receipt by the recipient. My attempts at making it work in the short term made me ten minutes late to see the next person, who was apparently on the rag and stomped out in a huff. Now I see why people become forest rangers. I'd like to spend about a month communing with nature, with no assholes around.
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10-06-2005, 08:19 AM | #6 (permalink) |
Likes Hats
Location: Stockholm, Sweden
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Today was actually the first day for several weeks where the good outweighed the crap. But tomorrow I must work, and my workplace that used to be like one big happy family has gone to the pits lately, our manager has turned into something that would put a concentration camp guard to shame, and there is no coordination between departements and so on... bleh. The forest ranger option is starting to look good, but my fear of bears still outweighs my hate for mankind.
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10-06-2005, 08:45 AM | #7 (permalink) |
Comedian
Location: Use the search button
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I would properly reply to this thread, but I fear that Karma has access to this forum, and once it reads my complaints about today it will really pile the shit on this afternoon.
Hey, Karma, I love your crazy sense of humour... You rock!
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10-06-2005, 02:31 PM | #8 (permalink) |
Deja Moo
Location: Olympic Peninsula, WA
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I don't have anything that compares, but this has been one hellava sorry day for me. A person I care very much about placed me in an unethical position with a nonprofit that I once volunteered for. I had to say "no" and she was very unhappy with me. Sometimes the "right" thing to do is the hardest.
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10-06-2005, 03:23 PM | #9 (permalink) |
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Poured an entire cup of coffee over my lap. Made my morning. I smelled like a combination of starbucks, febreeze, and axe for the entire day.
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10-06-2005, 05:03 PM | #10 (permalink) |
C'mon, just blow it.
Location: Perth, Australia
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I meet a great girl, organise a date and the day before she comes clean and tells me she has a boyfriend. Another to add to the list, sigh.
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10-06-2005, 05:34 PM | #11 (permalink) |
Crazy
Location: Australia
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Spent 4 hours in the sun. Still no tan. Never will. Oh yeah and something a lot like what hulk said. Oh well, I'll be rewarded in the long run for being a good and self-improving guy by being old, alone and skin-cancered (if there is such a adjective).
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10-06-2005, 05:38 PM | #12 (permalink) | ||
Une petite chou
Location: With All Your Base
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Karma owes me, BigBen. A lot.
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10-06-2005, 05:39 PM | #13 (permalink) |
Condensing fact from the vapor of nuance.
Location: Madison, WI
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Couldn't sleep last night. Finally fall asleep to wake up to one of my SO's smacking me in the face because I put my arm on her bladder when I rolled over to cuddle her. She poked me in the eye.
We're out of coffee, cuz I forgot to put it on the shopping list. While heading to work today, the latch plate broke on the driver's side door of the car. Door won't open, no clue how to fix it. Sliding over from the passenger side I go. Get into work, all the other floor managers called in. I'm managing a 72 person team by myself, plus helping handle escalations because the escalations manager is out sick. The account I just spent 2 months getting fixed for a major international client is still wrong, because one of my employees can't read the email I sent her about how to fix things. Three hours of phone work later, I have it straightened out. Of course, the sales team called me an idiot because to them it's my fault. We're not getting raises at all in management this year. Again. Most of my employees now make more than I do AND qualify for overtime, while I don't, since I'm salaried. Getting in the car to head home, the latch plate also breaks on the passenger side door. We're now climbing in over the back seat. We get home to find my wife has a head cold. Again. And is mega cranky because of it. We decide to order dinner. They bring our food, but we open it up to realize they forgot our SO's. I eat dinner feeling guilty because she's having to wait for hers. Wife goes to bed feeling sick, so I decide to cuddle up with the SO. Decide to let the tension out by getting playful, work on her a little, offer her some head. She says she'd rather watch a movie, since she'd want to have sex afterwards and doesn't want to on the floor. I explain that she could just lay back and enjoy it, and I'd enjoy giving....and she turns on the TV. This weekend better be better than today.
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10-09-2005, 02:41 PM | #15 (permalink) |
Forget me not...
Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.
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It's not one damn thing after another...it's one damn thing over and over again.
Ok, so technically today I feel blah, have a headache, feel guilt-ridden over a few issues, and am (as I have been over the last few weeks) drawing further into a sorrowful depression...so, I'm going to collectively rant on the past few weeks... I. Echo, baby, my sweet silver-mitt (dark-eyes with grey, silver and black, single strands of fur among a coat of white) ferret passed away on 09.29.05 from Adrenal Gland Disease and a fucking website online gave me the understanding (and hope) that Echo, leaving the Adrenal Gland Disease untreated, had 6 months to 3 + years to LIVE!! Thanks a lot to whomever put that useless horseshit up - if I'd known it would take less than 1 month to KILL HIM I would have been a little bit more focused on his care and what I could do to prolong his life - if not that, then at least make sure he didn't suffer like he did. Now, I get to live the rest of my days feeling that it's my fault that he died so quickly after I first noticed a tell-tale sign of AGD (hair loss, usually @ the tail or scruff of the neck; Echo lost hair on his tail, then his belly). Damn it, Echo, I'm sorry for, just once, having faith in believing what I read. II. The same night we buried Mischeif and Echo (2 ferrets), Andy (my ex-boyfriend/roommate) decided he would get into our place (we were evicted around Sept. 23, 05; Sean had to "break in" to our place to get things that were necessary for him to work, Andy got wind of this and decided to abuse the priveledge) and begin removing his belongings!! This, after I told him not to! If Tom (our landlord; nice guy) noticed we would be in risk of violating the agreement between us (save up the $$$ to pay what we owe Tom, he lets us move back in, all is well) and losing our home. Then, not only did he not listen to me about that, but also someone noticed what he was doing, called the cops and he gets arrested for Trespassing in the 1st degree...so he goes to jail for a night, right? Wrong...cop also searches him...and adds to the Trespassing, a charge of... Possession of Narcotics (including Possession of Paraphenalia). I'll be so very lucky if Tom allows us to do as we originally agreed and lets us move back in. I'll also be lucky if Andy didn't steal anything from me (the wooden Oriental chairs & expensive mountain bike, that belonged to Sean, were taken from the back porch - we still don't know where the chairs are; Andy gave a mutual friend the bike). Nevermind the fact that now our place is sealed up tighter than a virgin asshole and I can't get to any of my clothes or valuables! Argh! Why does he have to be so stupid?! III. The other night I (don't ask why, because even I don't know) decided to check out the inside of my laptop and ended up putting it all back together - but oh! I need to clean my keyboard...yeah...lost one of the pieces to one of the buttons, and broke another...oh, god, I'm such the hypocrite - I'm the first to tell people to leave shit alone and there I go...fucking with shit I shouldn't! Damn it! Thank Heavens for Extended Warranties!
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10-10-2005, 02:37 AM | #17 (permalink) | |
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Location: Chicago
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Here's hoping for a better week this week...
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10-24-2005, 08:31 PM | #18 (permalink) |
Forget me not...
Location: See that dot on the map? I don't live there.
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Nothing worse than being so close ... yet so far away...
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11-07-2005, 08:05 AM | #19 (permalink) |
Junkie
Moderator Emeritus
Location: Chicago
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Dear USPS,
I appreciate the fact that i can mail a letter from one side of the country to the other for a few measley cents, and I can mail an entire package and have it get there tomorrow for a few dollars... Clearly, you are good at that. It's the technology thing that seems to have you befuddled. I moved in mid september and a few days before i moved, I went to the official USPS website and put in a change of address and life was supposed to be good. I even got a confirmation letter at my new address to show that I had an official address... That's not hard is it? You know where I live now... So, why, after 1 1/2 months at my new residence.... Have I gotten exactly ONE piece of mail forwarded to me. You got it right once... what about everything else? Now, bills I don't care some much about, I'm responsiblish, I pay those on line... What i do care about is those 6 outstanding expense checks that are somewhere in limbo... After leaving me on hold for 30 minutes this morning, while I made call number 6 to rectify this problem, you decided that since I did the change of address on line, the local post office wasn't notified of said change, and my mail was still being delivered to my old address. But have no fear, Ms Maleficent, the carrier will bring back any mail at your old address and we'll forward that. OK , Mr Post Office, the mail went into the front door (of which the key i turned in when I moved) of my old apartment so basically your're telling me I'm screwed. Thanks for calling the USPS...
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