Cats running under my desk and pulling my headphones off. Internal RAGE!!! External quiet voice as I untangle kitty.
Dear New Minister at my church:
OK, I get it. You are new, you need time to learn our names. This is ok. But it’s time for the self-deprecating humor about how surprised and pleased you are that we are coming back to stop. And no more bad jokes about forgetting names–please.
Signed,
A choir member. Who has thus had to listen to twice as much self-deprecating humor and bad jokes as the average person.
(note: I don’t dislike the guy–but since the previous minister left two months ago, I’m ready for the new guy to become not so much the new guy. And less “humor” would help with that.)
There’s something that irritates me all out of proportion, and I keep remembering it and then forgetting it when I open this thread. That’s kind of irritating!
The feeling of having to pee immediately after I have just peed and laid in bed to go to sleep for the night.
I think “Seriously bladder? I just freaking peed. If you still needed to go you should have gotten it all out the first time, dammit! I’ll show you, I lay here for several minutes trying to will the urge to pee to go away by sheer mental fortitude.”
Then, after laying there and squirming and fuming for 30 minutes, I finally admit defeat and spazz out of bed with a small temper tantrum , which usually wakes up my husband who exclaims in that half-asleep manner when you have been startled awake, “what, what? What’s happened? Are you ok?”
And I say “I’m fine, I just have to pee.”
Hubs, “But you just went pee before we got in bed…”
Me “I freaking know! Shut up and go back to sleep, you aren’t helping (whine).”
I know I shouldn’t take it out on him, but pointing out the obvious when I am already upset at my inadequate bladder doesn’t help the situation as I am stumbling half asleep and cranky in the dark to the bathroom. My night has been officially ruined.
This made me laugh. Nice post. 
People gesturing when they’re on the phone. I always feel like saying angrily to them, “Umm, I have some news for you. The person you’re talking to can’t see your gestures!”
Unless they’re all using Skype or something and I just don’t know it?
Oooh let’s double down on that one. People who, when it’s just somewhat dark or somewhat raining, turn on their parking lights (the little amber lights that come on with a half turn of the headlight knob). You know, because when it’s just half dark, you only need to be half safe. :rolleyes:
Or the people who drive around with their hazard lights on. People, if your car is that unsafe, DO NOT DRIVE IT.
It will comfort you to know that in the afterlife, Pee Monitors will placed on a seatless bicycles, have their bladders filled with gasoline, and be shoved down a bumpy street to hell (where all the restrooms are permanently occupied by people who grunt loudly when they poo).
That happens to me all the freaking time, and I HATE it! What usually happens is if I’m lying there nodding off, I wonder if I have to pee again, and the thought seems to create the urge. Stupid suggestible bladder!
I BEGGED the nurse to leave the catheter in one more night after my son was born. I just loved that “I’m not getting up to pee” feeling. She reminded me I no longer had 10lb child sitting on my bladder so I wouldn’t need to pee as often.
LIAR.
I have had to pee almost hourly ever since my fifth month of pregnancy. My son is almost nine.
Sometimes at 630 in the morning, with only half an hour left of my night shift I stare at the catheters and think how wonderfully I would sleep if I could just put a foley in from 9 am until I woke up. A possible bladder infection would be worth it for 8 blissful hours of un interupted sleep.
Oh yes. I had a catheter in when I had my hysterectomy, and not having to get up a couple of times in the night to pee was wonderful. Of course, the IV painkiller (Demerol? morphine? who cares?) was wonderful, too.
I personally hate caths, because I always get UTI’s with them. I have had a cath several times due to have a c-sec with twins and other hospital stays. I also tend to get UTI’s easily. At least 2-3 a year since I was 12. So I would rather just endure the pain of getting up to pee without the cath, because I know a UTI means at least 2 weeks of feeling like I have to pee 24/7 and being kept up all night from the pain. AZO does shite for me. Just got over one as a matter of fact. Endured it for 1 week hoping it was something else, then it took another 10 days after starting my anti-biotic treatment to stop feeling the urge to pee all the flipping time.
So you only have a problem when they do it in GD?
I went thru the McD drive through yesterday and the girl at the second window is holding the bag out the window waiting for me. Irritates the crap out of me.
I sat in your damn line, patiently waiting for my turn, and now YOU are rushing me!!!
Then after I got home I found out they messed up my order by giving me sausage and egg on a McGriddle instead of a biscuit.
I know somewhere, somebody likes syrup with their sausage and egg sandwich but that somebody isn’t me. YUK!
My dog liked it.
The annual United Way intimidation campaign is well under way at work right now. On the upside, I’ve only been badgered to submit my campaign contribution form ASAP once so far. Nevertheless, just having this stupid form sitting on my desk makes me feel extremely stabby and having the site UW champion march into my office and inform me that I need to get it in right away if I want to be eligible for all the daily prizes makes me want to beat him into unconsciousness with a bat. I don’t want any of your shitty prizes and I don’t want you speaking to me about this. Ever.
I don’t generally curse, so I abbreviated it (not that it makes it any better). Sorry I am a cursing prude
My mother-in-law worked at an office where they automatically took 3% of her paycheck to donate to UW. I would have had a fit. :mad: An employer in the U.S. can’t force me to donate to charity, can they?
It was pretty bad at my old employer, a residential treatment facility for at-risk youth, when they campaigned from the day I was hired until the day I walked out on them for me to buy a vanity plate which donated so much percentage of the purchase price to my employer since they were a non-profit facility. They even had the gall to send out a mass email with the names of us who hadn’t wasted our money on the license plate listed for everyone else in the company to see with the admonition that we should get one soon and implying we didn’t love children if we didn’t have the plate on our car (in an attempt to coerce us or guilt-trip us). Freaking a-holes. I never got the license plate and to this day If I happen to pull behind someone who does have one, I have to stifle the urge to ram them with my car.
That annoys me to no end. They must be trained to do it that way. It is not possible that 100% of checkers all come up with the same stupid way independently.
I fight it by pulling my hand back as soon as they’ve put the bills there, offering my other hand for the freaking change. It goes in different pockets people!
My tiny irritant is people dropping the t at the end of words. It wouldn’t be so bad, if I didn’t hear professionals do it. The recorded announcements on the Brown line trains? Half of the upcoming stations are correct "The next stop is Belmont ", and half are incorrect: “The necks stop is Fullerton”.
Seriously? You are a reasonably well-paid voice professional, hired to record a series of announcements that will be used for a decade or more. Get it right!
I love Melissa Harris-Perry’s weekend show on MSNBC. I find her a bright, articulate, highly educated person. She’s a college professor! But she needs to learn how to pronounce the consonants at the ends of words!
Racist!! :eek::eek:
j/k
I also hate the way cashiers moronically try to pile the coins on top of the bills. No one has ever given me a logical reason for it. Perhaps they’d stop if cash registers worked the way they used to and didn’t tell them the change due. They’d be forced to count change back the way they used to. Anyone else remember how to do that?