baby showers. I am going to have to go to a lame shower again. I don’t want to.
I can’t have a shower because there isn’t any such thing as a “Congratulations you didn’t marry some asshole and fuck up your life party.”
Leaving cards and solicitations for gift contributions. The organisation is currently being restructured and people are currently leaving. Take your voluntary redundancy and go. I don’t need to give you another £5 for some crappy present you don’t want.
A dark green vegetable that for some reason people forgot about in some countries. They just “rediscovered” it and are completely overexcited by the whole thing, hailing it as the messiah of all vegetables.
It is pretty healthy, as all dark green veggies are. So yeah… big whoop. Healthy veg.
It’s funny how these things seem to happen. In the Netherlands kale was never forgotten, it’s just your bog standard veg. The kind you hated as a kid and your mother made you eat, and then you do the same to your children. Like cabbage, or brussels sprouts. No over-excited kale chatter over here.
In the Netherlands people forgot about parsnips, which is clearly far worse than forgetting about a mediocre dark green vegetable. Now you buy them in hip two packs in the cool supermarkets, and they are considered very exotic and adventurous. Just as with kale, all the “cool” people are entirely overexcited about this “discovery”. Despite their incessant, only somewhat joking, complaints about the cuisine just across the Channel, where the parsnip has always been used.
So for my " :rolleyes: sick and tired :rolleyes: " I nominate “forgotten vegetables” as whole. Just because you forgot about them doesn’t make your “discovery” amazing.
Grumble grumble. 
People spend waaay too much time justifying their expensive toys by using them for a “cause”. You didn’t buy your motorcycle to raise money for toys-for-tots; You didn’t buy your plane so you could donate a few trips to Angel-flights; You didn’t buy your racing boat so you could burn 800 gallons in a poker-run to raise a hundred bucks for breast cancer research.
The charity involved doesn’t annoy me, but I’m getting tired of these yokels brandishing an imaginary moral trophy because they really “care”. If you’re really that deeply concerned about one charity or another, then sell the stupid toy and give away the money. Otherwise quit the ridiculous posturing; We’re all sick and tired of it.
Note: this does not apply to hobbyists who quietly ride/fly/etc to raise money. Just to the noisy self-aggrandizing assholes who want a public spectacle to show they care enough to spend the very most.
We’ve got the dog pretty well trained. She has calmed down considerably when the doorbell rings, she has mostly stopped barking when the cat gets close to things she thinks he shouldn’t touch, etc. But holy crap, she does not understand the tea kettle. “OMG we’re being invaded! There is something loud in the kitchen! BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK!”:smack:
… the “party before everything” mentality. I’m not talking about ant and grasshopper here, I’m talking political types who are more concerned with their side “winning” rather than the needs and issues of the ENTIRE COUNTRY! It’s not a game. Quit treating it that way.
… “reality” TV shows. More specifically, that my spousal unit willingly watches some of these stupid things. Seriously - hours of programming around parking enforcement?? Or re-doing bad tattoos? Or ER trauma? I know he uses TV as a mindless distraction from work stresses, but there’s mindless and then there’s mindless. He seems so normal otherwise.
Finally, my BIL’s whining. Listen, dude, you’ve been fired three times in three years. Stop for a minute and consider that maybe it’s not “the economy” or “the government” or “them” - maybe it’s you. I know this may be a foreign concept, but when someone gives you a job, you do what that person says, because employees are supposed to do what the boss hired them to do. Your expertise of 6 months doesn’t give you the insight to tell everyone else how things should be done. :rolleyes:
Modern art.
I mean, really? You twist some grotesque sheet metal together, or throw some random paint onto a rectangular canvas, and it sells for big bucks? More power to the artist, there, but don’t display that crap where I can see it.
That’s… fairly broad. The twisted sheet metal I get, but there was a lot of nice stuff.
I like early Kandinsky paintings, and that was also part of modernism. Just a totally random example because I like Kandinsky! (There is a great exhibition in Brussels at the moment, if anyone is around!)
Not sayin’ you can’t be sick and tired of broad categories of course Just wouldn’t want you to miss out on the good stuff!
It’s like Swiss chard, only different.
Zombies. My god, I’m sick of zombie movies, zombie jokes, zombie stories…
Two facebook things I’m sick and tired of, and I know I could just say ‘Facebook’ and be done:
‘Thoughtful’ messages, either superimposed over a sunset, with some hippy bint not wearing enough closes posing in an ‘inspiring’ fashion silhouetted in front of it, or superimposed over a stolen picture of someone from a third-world country looking happy. I’m especially sick and tired of those claiming that ‘life’ is somehow self aware, and concerned about you, or me. It’s not.
I’m sick and tired of deliberately misleading petitions that take a extremist version of a new proposed law, taking it to a degree that is way, way beyond the potential remit. Even more annoying when there are reasonable concerns about the proposals.
No, there is not (current example) an EU proposal that will ‘ban you from growing your own vegetables’, which has somehow sneaked past the many companies that would be bankrupted by such a law; don’t be such a fucking idiot.
There is a proposal that, under the current wording, could have a strong negative impact on small scale plant breeders, and that could also result in some more heritage plant varieties being lost. It’s a proposal aimed at suppliers for farmers that’s vaguely worded, not a cunning plot by an evil mastermind. I can’t help thinking that a campaign for a clear exemption for home/hobby growers might actually be more successful than an incomprehensible mass of rants, even if you can get more people to rant than think.
That reminds me: vampires. Actually, I think others are sick and tired of them, too. There don’t seem to be as many around.
Good example. I am generally just sick of all Facebook political propaganda, including that which supports my own perspective. I’ve got so many liberal friends who think they are brilliant posting these things, like they mean anything, it’s just masturbatory self-congratulation using unsourced truisms.
Politics.
…having to worship anybody who ever had anything to do with the military. Most of them aren’t “heroes” and didn’t have anything to do with my “freedom”.
…pictures and stories about retarded kids on Facebook. It’s too bad they’re disabled, but posting about them constantly has just made me tired and less likely to care about any of them.
…People who post pictures of their kids doing random and mundane bullshit every day. I don’t fucking care about your kids, and if little Johnny is playing at Chuck E Cheese. Christ, can’t people just stop acting like having kids is the ultimate pinnacle of their whole lives? Get a fucking hobby. I have two, love them to death, but they do not make up the majority of how I view myself.
…NASCAR. Hillbilly racers making left turns around an oval 300 times and hitting the cars next to them on purpose. Ghey. Real driving talent usually involves maybe some right turns, knowing about braking, elevation, and sight lines, and not ramming into a fellow driver at speed.
Would this include a new set of…?
Oh, wait. Thats that other thread.
You mean it’s like Swiss chard, except gross.
I’ve seriously tried to like kale, but I’ve given up the effort. I don’t even take it home from farm share anymore. Sorry homeless people! More kale for you! I enjoy plenty of dark greens, just have my hate on for kale. And if you are rapturous over kale and need to tell me of its wonders, or if you ever, ever mention kale chips to me, I hate you too.
It just tastes so … Nutritious. Imagine the minerally taste of a flintstone vitamin, without any sugar and plenty of chlorophyll. Blech. In addition to its bland, dirtlike taste, it’s really tough, and turns slimy in soups. Worst vegetable EVAR.
I do this, but it isn’t because I think the whole world needs to see my daughter eating chinese food or whatever. It is because my parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and other family members that live really far away all joined facebook for the express purpose of seeing baby pictures. My parents we see once a year or so but a lot of the other people who joined up we may only see once or twice over the next twenty or so years before they die. Some of these people don’t have a single thing posted on their facebook page and can’t even figure out their email but have been shown how to get onto facebook every day to look for pictures. It is a fast, easy way to get pictures to people who wouldn’t otherwise ever really see them.
I appreciate the people who do this for me! I have friends in Brazil & the US other far flung places whose babies I have never seen. However lame it might be, their facebook posts bring me joy. Keep posting! 