Happy belated birthday Indygrrl!
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Dear Douche With Something To Prove:
I know your love life and job situation and shit are sad and pathetic, but you’re not helping yourself by playing a friendly game of touch football like you have something to prove.
Thanks for the broken ribs, asshole.
We are both in the minority then.
Ah, I see! I thought you meant 6 or 8 week old kittens. Yes, I totally get the issue!
I can almost forgive private houses. The really weird are the three businesses in town that still have decorations up. I don’t understand it at all. Enough with the red and green. I want to see some pretty pink pastels to help make March less dreary.
Kitties, you’re fat. Please stop begging me for food a dozen times a day. You’re both on a diet by orders of the vet. Get over it.
On a more positive note I would sincerely like to thank the universe for making my gestational diabetes test negative. My mom has type II so I was very worried.
I despise businesses that put up the red / green decorations before Thanksgiving.
I think it ought to be legal for anybody to tear down accessible red/green decorations come January 7.
Possibly not a mini rant but I don’t know the whole story yet:
My sister’s getting married on Saturday. She just called my mother with the news that her groom was fired today.
He worked for Comcast and he and about 5 others were called in and fired - supposedly he ran a new stop sign in their parking lot and that’s the “reason” he’s one of the ones being let go - but the real reason is pretty clear; since January they’ve been firing people who’ve worked there for years and hiring new people for less money. He’s been nervous about this happening for a while.
What a fucking dick move. “You make too much money for our taste; you’re fired, enjoy your wedding this weekend.” Fuck you Comcast.
More power to you, then. However, I treat a message board as a, you know, message board: where people post things with the understanding that other people are going to comment on and/or discuss them. To me, there’s nothing that’s sad in quite the same way than a thread of a bunch of people posting things with no response or interaction. YMMV, obviously, and it seems like your blocking addon has solved that problem for you.
Touch football. Broken ribs. Seriously? Shithead deserves to get punched. A lot.
Gotta love corporate America. 
Good luck to him.
This is the fourth pair of sunglasses I’ve lost in six months. It was a really nice pair, too. I’d get Transitions lenses, but then I’d probably lose my glasses completely.
The guy in the office next to me still has his cellphone ringtone set to “Feliz Navidad”. It’s been set to that since Christmas… of 2009.
What the fuck is with BMW drivers tailgating other cars? I get it: you’re pissed because you spent way too much money for a hunk of plastic and rubber that requires you to use premium gas that’s heading towards $5.00 a gallon. But get off my ass unless you’d like to go 20 mph until your next passing opportunity.
Can we include irrational irritations here, too? The assholes I see driving around in their driving wheel on the right side cars piss me right off - that’s not how cars are made here, and that’s not where the driver goes. I don’t think it’s safe to drive like that, either - our cars and roads and everything are set up for left-side driver’s wheel (I’m not entirely sure, though, hence my somewhat-irrational irritation).
I am not sure if I will ever regain somebody’s trust…the fact that it’s all my fault just makes it even harder. I am cranky and sad and the motherfucking snow came back too.
Man I feel like Eeyore.
For the last time, you have no fucking excuse for driving 40mph in the left lane of a road that is clearly posted THREE TIMES IN ONE MILE as being a 50mph zone. None at all. Just fucking keep your stupid inobservant ass in the right lane where it belongs.
Also, don’t jam on your brakes when people merge over behind you, you sorry excuse for a human being. You’re in the wrong on all counts, don’t add to it by being a total jackass. I’m sure you think it is everyone around you who are being the jerks here, but it is not them, it’s YOU.
You need to be off the road.
Ouch. My condolences.
With all due respect, it’s not really up to the other person to change. They are who they are. It’s up to you to either accept them for who they are, or move on. Once I learned this, my life improved dramatically.
There are at least three of us, as it happens.
Roddy
Four. I like that she doesn’t seem to notice that I ignore everything that she says to me. :dubious:
For my mini-rant, is anyone else getting that incredibly sexist ad from Time Warner about the washing machine? It wouldn’t bother me so much if I didn’t have to hear it 20 times a day…
To be honest, you seem to ignore everything anyone says to you, so how would she tell she was special?
How funny that you got that completely backward.