Sometimes I want to send Tygr’s SO some of his emails he’s sent to me.
Sometimes I want to take Shogun Haircut and lock him in a small confined area til he comes to his senses.
Sometimes I think about making good on the joke to seduce Catalyst.
Urges I’ve resisted? Posting on the SDMB!
Oh, and encouraging the seduction of me by Searching For Truth 
Yep, you are. The sneak previews, like the name suggests, are a preview of coming movies. They are shown at the beginning of a movie, before the main feature.
Anyway, I sometimes have an urge to smack the summer enrichment kids who come in at a local college. They’re from grades 6-9.
Especially this one kid. One of the summer programs is a MOO, a text-based virtual world, similar to Zork, but it’s not a game. Anyway, this twit keeps going and taking other user’s objects, from all over the MOO. Even after being told to stop repeatedly. We’ve gotten complaints from lots of people.
Moving on, I want to put a .22 slug into some of the computers I’ve had to fix.
Finally, I want to set off a thermite charge in the middle of the street. I could actually do this one.
I forgot: The MOO kids are horrible spellers. This is especially bad because commands are typed in. “@discrib” instead of “@describe” and stuff like that.
I’ve wanted so bad just to start a thread all about how wonderful Stinky Paws is and finally reveal his identity.
But since I don’t want to share him and I respect his privacy…
[sub]But I will add he is so incredibly hot I get weak in the knees just emailing him. You don’t want to know what the sound of his voice does…[/sub]
Whenever I’m driving really late at night and another car is coming towards me I always get this impulse to swerve over the yellow line and crash head-on into it. It’s the same irrational urge I get when looking over a really big drop to just fling myself over the edge. So far I’ve resisted these urges successfully(duh).
Sorry, Cleophus (great name, btw) but Sneak Previews are indeed the whole movie. A Sneak Preview is a limited showing of a movie often attended by critics and people in the industry. I assume it is so that reviews can come out just before the movie is released. What you are referring to (clips before the main feature) are trailers.
I resisted telling my ex-girlfriend to stop emailing me.
I didn’t resist telling her to stop yammering about her new boyfriends(they only last a few weeks or so). Now she doesn’t email so often.
Sometimes I want to tell Kevin who I work with, that he is just too dumb to work here.
I always resist telling a waiter my meal sucked, the portions were miniscule, and was over-priced when they ask ‘How is everything?’.
I sometimes can’t resist a brat with Special Stadium sauce at the Brewers games, even though I’m a vegetarian……sort of.
I have resisted the urge to tell my relatives that they are more often than not, big pains in the ass. I don’t think I’ll make it thru the year this time though.
I’ve never flipped off a driver in my life, but boy do I want to!
I’m resisting crying…I’m so proud, cuz Catalyst posted, and he’s the biggest lurker…oh look, it’s his 17th…sobbing into a tissue My little baby…
yup, thats what i mean when i mentioned the sneak previews. thanks.
I don’t breach solicitor-client confidentiality, but sometimes it’s tempting. Quite a bit of what I come across belongs on News of the Wierd.
I resist the urge to talk to my (newly) ex-boyfriend every time I see that he is on AIM. However, I don’t resist the urge to drink straight from the garden hose. [Homer Simpson]Mmmmmm… hose water[/Homer Simpson]
I just got back from a five-day vacation in Las Vegas with my parents and two of their friends. Since Caesar’s Palace is liberally-supplied with shops, I successfully resisted the urge to scream every time my mom said,“Oh, look at these shoes!” Or purses or dresses or whatever.
When looking over tall buildings I resist the urge to jump.
When I go to the natural water slides with my boyfriend and our friends I resist the urge to pull him behind some rocks and give him head because I’m afraid everyone will catch us.
I resist the urge to sleep naked for fear that my father will walk into my room.
I’ve resisted a terribly tempting urge.
It comes upon me when there is a party at my best friends house and all the people are in one room, concentrating on one thing(A video game or something).
I always feel the compusion to sneak away from them, go over to the fireplace, scoop up some ash and streak it onto my cheekbones and in artistic marks all over my body, tribal indian style, then run into the room containing all my friends and dance around yelling like I’m in Lord of the Flies.
I think I just want to see all their jaws go slack at once.
I have not sucessfully resisted the urge to Herbal.
In my neighborhood, people are always parking on the street when they have a perfectly empty driveway and garage. I resist the urge daily to just wham into all the street parked cars. I resist the urge to call the fire department when it’s obvious that the firetruck would not be able to make it through, just so the fuckers would get a ticket.
I resist the urge to ram shoppers who leave their shopping carts in the middle of the aisle.
I resist the urge to tell people in line behind me to quit breathing down my neck and back off.
I resist telling some customers just how stupid they are. Example 1: A customer called in that his ice maker was not working and was, in fact, leaking all over the floor. We checked it out. He didn’t even have an ice maker.
Example 2: I asked a customer, “do you have a basement or a crawl space so that we will have better access to your problem?” He didn’t know! He says “I’ll have to call the former owner and ask him.” AARRGGHH! Dumbass!
I reisist the urge to tell SO that I am not required by law to be with him 24/7.
<<I resist telling some customers just how stupid they are.>>
I do that, too, but I DON’T resist writing down what I would have said. I’m saving them all up for my last day at work, and they’re ALL getting used.
e.g.
- OK, tell you what, you do what YOU think will fix it, and when that doesn’t work, call a professional. Oh, wait, you reached that step already.
- No, jerk, I will not go get a man tech for you to talk to. If it took external gonads to run a computer, you’d be an inch and a half from a fatal OE right now. Do you want my help fixing it, or will you hang up peacefully?
- If you’d shut up for five seconds, I might be able to assist you.
- You kiss your mother with that mouth? [or] You must be really stupid to think I’d help you after you called me that.
I feel better just typing those.
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I tried, I really did, but I was unable to resist the urge to call Rilchiam a prick and a snob for posting this statement. It’s not so “simple” for all of us.
Is your name Evelyn? Maybe you work with dougie_monty.
I too get the urge to jump off high places. I don’t consider myself suicidal, I just wonder what the plunge would feel like.
This sounds even worse, but I’ve also considered how easy it would be to take out a big group of people. Places like stadiums, or even high buildings. I also don’t consider myself a homicidal maniac. I think it’s more of a study in how much trust we place in random strangers.
Sometimes I get the urge to meet some guy at a bar and follow him to the bathroom. As for the rest–just use your imagination. And no, I don’t consider myself a nympho.