Laborious mini-rants of May

That sounds nasty. So far this spring I’ve been feeling not too bad, I can’t say the carpet is what’s done it but it certainly isn’t hurting.

I know what you mean. I’ve been using You Need A Budget to help with that sort of thing, with the philosophy of give every dollar a job. This has helped me pay for things without constantly going into debt. It also has a rule of roll with the punches. Which is good, because now my furnace just died.

So now I’m dropping cash for a whole new furnace on top of everything else. Yay.

May can DIAF.

(Deleting lots because I don’t need to even pretend I’m married to you) but didn’t we (assuming a longterm relationship that doesn’t exist) agree that our families can be easily, laughably ignored? (I think I’ve made that agreement with everybody here.)

But but but but… what do I complain about, then? Work? That’s another thread!

My landlord wants to replace the upstairs carpet (original to the condo, so circa 1985) with hardwood. happy dance I can’t wait.

I’ve been using the “pay bills, then buy food/gas/necessary stuff, then throw leftovers into savings.” Since I hate clothes shopping, I am not tempted that way!

A furnace on top of everything else is wrong.

This. If I hear another entitled SS asshole moan about being on a fixed income I will scream. Didn’t hear her moaning that I got Friday off with no pay.

Goddamn it so much.

Yesterday I went down to my car (heated underground parking) to go to the store. My driver’s door was unlocked. I checked the car over and there didn’t seem to be anything missing. Figured maybe I’d just left it unlocked.

Today, raining like hell, I drive to the store and… Both of my umbrellas are gone. Including a really nice one. Had to drive home to get another. :frowning:

Just got back from Mexico.

Mini Rant #1 is directed at AMERICAN AIRLINES:

Our return flight was 2:34 pm CT out of Cancun; by 2:15 the plane was fully boarded. At 2:30 the pilot announces there is a maintenance issue he does not have any info and will keep us updated. He makes this announcement multiple times over the NEXT 2 1/2 HOURS we are on the plane with little air conditioning, water, and oh by the way, the techs are checking the sewage system, so please don’t use the bathrooms.:confused:

During the 2 1/2 hours, we are informed that we can either deplane but if anyone does so, they forfeit the flight. Then, a few moments later we are told that if one person deplanes, we all must agree to do so or no one can deplane.

After 2 1/2 hours, we are all told anyone that wants to deplane can, but just make sure all our baggage is off the plane.

Who the fuck is in charge here??? :confused::confused::confused:

30 minutes later. . . . everyone is kicked off the plane.:smack::smack::smack:

Then, at 5:30, all passengers are given a $40 meal voucher. BUT are told they must be back at the gate at 6:00! In other words, here is your free meal as a thank you for suffering for almost 3 hours but you have 20-30 minutes to use it.

FINALLY, at about 7:00 (an HOUR after we all had to rush back for this monumental 6 o’clock announcement), American Airlines does what it should have done in the first place: CANCEL THE FLIGHT. Why do I say this? I’ll make the big reveal at the end of this rant.

Soooooo . . . we are herded through Mexico Immigration, again, rushed through Customs, and stand in line in the heat and humidity to board a shuttle . . . and 30 minutes later dumped off at some 2 star all inclusive shithole hotel on the other side of Cancun.

OK, here is my gripe. I overheard a stewardess tell another passenger that the plane we were loaded on was leaking sewage on its flight from Philadelphia to Cancun. ***In other words these AA COCKSUCKERS put us on a plane that AA ALREADY KNEW had a mechanical malfunction. ***

You fuckers jerked us and 200 other passengers around for 5 hours 3 hours more of having to check in + what we had to deal with the next day when you could have easily cancelled the flight at 2:30 and handled everything then?

HEY AMERICAN AIRLINES: if I don’t get a big ass voucher for this bullshit, I’ll NEVER use you again! FUCK YOU!

RANT #2: All Inclusive Resort, Hibachi Dinner

The AIR we stayed at required guests make a reservation for the Hibachi grill which we did as soon as we got there.

Hibachi night comes and we arrive on time and give my room number to the girl at the check-in podium. We as well as other guests are waved into the restaurant but I notice we are rudely rushed by about 5-7 other people from Long Island. I follow them and a confused Maitre-de asks me my room number and rather annoyed, give it to him.

When we arrive at the Hibachi table, I notice there’s a problem: it seems there are too many guests, and not enough seats. Regrettably, I tell wifey to handle it and go to the john.

When I come back, she is annoyed with me for abandoning her and I quickly learn why. Turns out 2 of the people in that 5-7 party failed to make a reservation, and were denied seating at the Hibachi. While I was gone, the 5-7 group tried to bully my wife, asking where I was and why is this “single” woman trying to take up a place at the Hibachi? My wife pleaded that I was in the bathroom, and she was not giving up her spot. The restaurant staff eventually asked the couple with reservations to leave but apparently it was quite the scene.

I knew something was wrong when I came back after the dust up and she told me she was annoyed I “abandoned” her to go to the bathroom. During the meal, I pick up on clues as to what happened, including a remark from one of the Long Islanders that their friends were “kicked out” of the restaurant. Er, no Honey----your friends did not have a RESERVATION! My wife told me that this one of the few “passive -aggressive” remarks that came out of the Long Island crew.

Sooooo . . . .pushy CUNT . … YOU LOSE!!! We made the reservations, and your friends didn’t. We didn’t buckle when you tried to bully us, which is what I am sure many people do when confronted with your bullshit.

So sorry! Get a life!!!

I was talking to Kijiji’s help desk yesterday to figure out how to block a buyer who was rude to me in person, and he told me that I couldn’t block them from a desktop computer - I had to use their app on a smartphone or a tablet to do that. Is this a thing now, that they only make the apps for phones and tablets functional? If so, I am completely not on board. :mad:

That’s really weird about only being able to order from the app for some of these places. They could at least tell us that while we’re wasting time on their web page.

I need to make a meme for that moment when you friend someone on Facebook who seems like a lovely person, then the very next day something happens (Manchester bombing) and they start spewing hateful shit about Muslims and immigrants. Bonus loser points for someone who’s been a friend for awhile and was thought to be was a decent human being who joins in. :smack: :mad:

Or if it’s your sweet little nephew who was always such a kind kid…

Extra Super Bonus if it’s someone you have a crush on.
(had! it’s suddenly ohhh-VERR!)

I was once trying to figure out how to do something on a web page and all the instructions I could find were for the app. I ended up having to email help to figure it out and the feature I was trying to find on the site was in a completely different place than on the app.

Do these people not understand what they are doing? The terrorists are winning by making people angry. Just tell your friend, “DNFTT”.

We have many mutual friends, only one of whom is responding to this craziness. Here’s the latest offering:

She seemed like the nicest person! I give some credit to our other mutual friends. Although no one’s opposing it, at least no one’s feeding it.

I’m going to have to unfollow her.

Unfollowing her sounds good, but first you should troll her. “Yeah, you totally ought to boycott Facebook! See you on MySpace!”

On a purely trivial note, having the folk song “Fifteen Miles on the Eerie Canal” as an ear worm is only marginally better than having the theme song for “Mr. Ed” as an ear worm.

Well since I ripped them a new asshole I have to now compliment them. American gave us 2 vouchers for future flights. Will never make up for ruining the last day of our trip, but AA did the right thing by giving us a can’t-refuse incentive to give them another chance. Smart!
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A student asked why we measure engines in horsepower. I’m a dad, so I just had to sing:

“A horse is the source of a force, of course…”

Another freakin’ pizza place?! How many pizza places does such a small city of about 20,000 need. Apparently the answer is 14 pizza places not counting the grocery stores and gas stations that sell pizza.

That’s another rant, only two grocery stores and one of them is Walmart, which is a shitty excuse for a grocery store.

My daughter broke another damn bone, this time her pinkie, and is now in a cast. Yes, I know…not her fault. But still. Will everyone fucking stay whole for maybe three to six months? My son also burst his forehead open a month ago by running as fast as he could into a wall. Why did he run into a wall, you ask? Well, he had his fucking eyes closed. While running. In the house. He’s 11, so you’d think he would know better. Silly me.

Sometimes I feel like I’m living in a warped version of the movie Jackass, only it’s not nearly as funny as it looks.

And on a completely different rant, I’ve been super dedicated the last three weeks, cutting our sugar, running every other day, lifting weights two to three times a week, but I’m not losing a damn pound. I keep telling myself that weight isn’t as important as strength and also sometimes when I start losing weight it takes me about 2-3 weeks of effort to get it to finally start coming off, but goddammit. I want to lose some fucking weight. And it’s just. Not. Happening.

And yet another rant…my dad is getting married to wife #4. I like his wife to be, but for fuck’s sake he’s done this 3 times already and it didn’t work well. I wish they could just live together. Or if they must get married, it’d be fabulous if they’d stop making a big deal about the fact I’ll have new stepsisters (I don’t see the step-sister and step-brother and half brother and sister I’ve already got) and a step-mom. It’d also be fab if they didn’t do it on a weekend I normally spend with my mom, who will get all butthurt over the fact that I’m not there and that he’s getting married. I hate this family politics bullshit.

Damn kids. Damn parents. Damn body. Oh, well. My clothes fit better than they have in a while and I’m finally starting to see some muscle emerge from the fat, much like an iceberg from water. Hopefully it’ll keep up.