The Complaining and Bitching Thread

There are cookies on the darkside.

I will never have the patience for teaching.

 

Yes there are! One of her clients was Eagle Brand Sweetened Condensed Milk. Leftover dessert samples were brought home many times.

 

You're preaching to the choir, sister.

 

Last fall, we left some dog food in the camping trailer and a bear trashed it trying to get in. Took me 40+ hour and $500 to fix it. Wife is taking her sister camping this weekend and loaded food a couple of days early ... the bear did it again. I'm not sure if I'm pissed at the bear or the wife; but if I'm going to spend more time fixing the camper, rather than using it, I'm getting rid of it.

 

Went to the doctor's for a check-up this morning, and had to leave because of an upset stomach before I made it to the lobby .

 

One of my smoke detectors needs its battery replaced. It takes a 9 volt, of which I have none in my house.

/first world problems

 

My audiologists gives bigger guilt trips than my parents.

 

But I don't wanna drive all the way up to Portland today. Mostly, I hate the traffic coming back.

 

I have 5 extras in the cabinet above the microwave. They're in the box labeled "BATTERIES" and inside the zipper bag labeled "9V." They're the fancy 10-year lithium cells. Stop by any time.

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I really, really hate asking people for favors. It goes against my whole Life of Service thing. And my whole I Can Do It Alone thing.

Good thing my friends are awesome human beings.

 

The only thing i don't like about having a bunch of new people working here is that none of them know what the fuck they're doing. That's all.

 

You just need a better reason.

 

Fucking mosquitos biting my feet.

 

I did not make it to Portland today. I tried to change the tire myself, but was too weak to get the nuts off. (Ha. Nuts.)

Baby Daddy's work was only 2 exits away, so I called him to come to my rescue. My friend says I don't ask for help when I should and BD says I'm scary independent. Almost to a fault. The pregnant and weak, I called a man to help me. Sigh. So lame.

Then the quest to get a new tire or repair the flat one took to long.

What a shitty, shitty day. Now I'm sitting at home with my laptop, trying to make up for some lost time.

I'll go to Portland on Tuesday after I meet with a representative at the Capitol building in Salem. That will be a looooooong day.

 

ZombieSquirrel's baby is taking entirely too long to get here for those of us with OCD that are watching the timer......

 

I KNOW! What's it DOING in there? I couldn't imagine it being too fun.

 

My 14-year-old just upbraided me for mocking Sherlock. Little shit.