Misc. rants

Ahem.

Dodge Intrepid vs Toyota Tercel. The former is much wider than the latter. So no, I’m not used to it.

Still that is no excuse.

Hence the rant, because I feel like a fucking moron for having done such a dumb move.

Oh well. I managed to make it to work today without crashing any more cars, so hey, I’ve got that going for me! In fact, before I left the house, my SO asked me how I was going to get to work. “I’m driving”, says I. “Are you going to hit anything on the way there?” he asks.

God I love that man.

I swear to Bob, I must’ve had a stroke sometime and just wrote it off as some brutal skull-spiking headache. Nothing else could explain my newly-manifest mental retardation:

-Spend half my day off in line at the Chinese consulate to apply for visa. Return in two weeks and spend a quarter day in line to pick up visa. Get home and realize the visa is good for three months instead of six, and visa expires eight hours after my scheduled arrival. I’ll be flying the second week of September. Think there’ll be any airport delays?

-drive 20 miles across town to library. Library is closed because of the stat holiday YESTERDAY!

-spill a quarter bottle of nail polish on my carpet. The beige carpet. The beige rental accomodation apartment.

-!peeve-90% of it cleans up.

-peeve-apartment smells like a chemical attack site.

Outsourced peeve: boss gives me pink eye. Like a raise wouldn’t be more appreciated.

!peeve-Buffy musical is on!

Do you know what they ssay here in Alberta? If you don’t like the weather wait 20 minutes and it will change.

At least it will be a cool evening and sleeping won’t be a problem except for the princess who just decided that she wanted to stay up late with her daddy.

That and the fact it will be 4C tonight… any cooler and I would be worrying about our plants FREEZING to death.

Our weather is just whacked.

To the management where my hubby works: You, sirs, are a bunch of idiotic, two-faced jerks who cannot appreciate a good worker. I realize hubby is not perfect and certainly has a knack for knowing when he should keep his mouth shut, and opening it anyway, but he works a damn sight harder than any of the losers you have working for you who seem to have a vendetta against my husband.

To my co-worker: It isn’t your fault, but dammit. When I said I’d work for you Saturday, I didn’t realize I was messing up my chance to have a nice 4-day weekend! I didn’t know that we would get Friday off as a bonus holiday because management was feeling generous. So now, you get to work Thursday and Friday at double-time-and-a-half, and then have Saturday to go to Daytona for the race. I get to work Saturday for only time-and-a-half, interrupting what could be a nice mini-vacation!

To me: Get off your ass this next two days and get your damned house clean. It looks like a tornado hit it, and there is dog- and cat-hair everywhere. Oh, yeah, and the carpet smells like wet dog (I love summertime…)

To the gods of house maintenance: Can you please let my air-conditioner quit leaking into my living-room? I’m really tired of this. The carpet is for crap anyway, but I’m worried about the dry-wall on that side of the room. Oh, and while you’re at it, how about making the coating stop falling off the porch ceiling? It looks terrible.

To Trouble: Hey, baby-cat, look, I know you’re old. I know you’re skinny. That’s why I’ve been supplimenting your diet with goodies to encourage you to eat. But dammit, quit yelling at me every morning until I get up and give you your goodies! You could eat what’s in your bowl just enough to take the edge off your hunger, then wait for your yummies! You have all day to lay around and sleep. I DO NOT.

That is all.

It’s happened again!!! Some idiot woman in our building dumped her lunch remnants down the sink in the ladies room. The sink no longer drains. There was a greasy red residue and food particles all over the bowl. There’s a sign on the mirror asking you not to dump food down the drains as there are no garbage disposals in the bathroom. How Stupid Are You?!?!?

Are you the same slob who can’t be bothered to pick up paper towels that you drop in the sink or on the floor? Are you the inconsiderate slob who can’t remember to flush? I’m willing to bet you don’t wash your hands either!!

Some people’s children… grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Hey Wolfman, get a flashlight and shine it on the floor, preferably across the floor while lying on the floor. The contact will be much easier to see.

Ooh, little mini-rants, what fun. Let’s see; to Jim’s boss, soon to be knows as weiner-head - we’re getting married in 8 weeks. Do you think you could have held off on laying him off until then? Especially considering that you’re laying him off because he didn’t bring enough business in, and you didn’t give him any time to bring any in because he was doing everyone else’s jobs? Who ever heard of a sales person on commission not being given time to actually generate sales? And a pre-emptive rant - you damn well better pay him the $3000 back pay you promised him to make up for taking all his commission-earning time away from him. Especially since we now have to go buy a vehicle to make up for the company truck that he is no longer going to have the use of.

I don’t know why I keep thinking that we’ll ever get ahead; I just got a part-time job, and we were closing in on being able to afford our wedding, so of course Jim gets laid off. I kinda thought we would be able to pay for our wedding, pay down some debts, and put a down payment in the bank to buy a house next year. I’m such a fool. I keep telling myself that things will work out, cause they always do, but it would be nice if things just fell together sometimes, instead of falling apart.

featherlou - Ecclesiastes 9 verse 10 would tell us that “SHIT HAPPENS” and there’s not too much any of us can do about it.

Mind you, Jim’s boss seems to be a world class assmunch and I sincerely believe that at some point in time, the kharmic balance will be restored.

Despite the day I had I have no rants to add today… I’ve got a couple of days off so I can get some much needed R&R and then I’m off to Calgary to enjoy some of your city’s wonderful hospitality. Even better is that I am getting paid to go. Of course, there are Edmontonians who would claim the only way you would get them to visit Calgary would be to pay them. :slight_smile:

Yes, shit certainly does happen. We’re getting to that place where we’re starting to be able to see it as an opportunity, not just a big fat mess now (at least, I am - Jim says he’s pretty comfortable in denial still).

We went to Edmonton last weekend, Feynn, and I really liked your city. It seems so much more relaxed and easygoing than the frantic pace that seems to be dominating Calgary. If we could just do something about the winters (I’m originally from Saskatoon - I have no interest in spending 6 months at -30 again), I would seriously think about moving there.

Feynn, Quick! Un-rant your rant- I really miss the 35C weather! Am I the only one who actually *likes * it that hot here? I was trying to sit outside on my lunchbreak today, and I nearly went into hypothermic shock. Isnt’ it July? Isnt’ it mandatatory for it to be at least 25C everyday? Please? I don’t want to have to skip work and classes to head south for the summer.

I am looking forward to the weekend, though-they are promising something close to 25ish…

Feynn, Quick! Un-rant your rant- I really miss the 35C weather! Am I the only one who actually *likes * it that hot here? I was trying to sit outside on my lunchbreak today, and I nearly went into hypothermic shock. Isnt’ it July? Isnt’ it mandatatory for it to be at least 25C everyday? Please? I don’t want to have to skip work and classes to head south for the summer.

I am looking forward to the weekend, though-they are promising something close to 25ish…

A pox on you Arwen!

Our scathing temperatures have returned with a vengeance, at present it is 34 C and still… there’s been no rain.

I know this is nothing like the 44 C temperatures they are having in California but still… it’s just too fucking hot for a pale Swedish/Irish/Scot like myself.

I suppose you’re one of those people who walks around asking people "is it hot enough for ya?

Somebody do a rain dance or something… this weather is just whacked.

As long as we’re all ranting here:

Mom, don’t call me! I don’t want to talk to you! I called the house looking for my siblings, and since they’re not home, I decided to not waste any more of my time, and go. Definitely did NOT hang up on you, though I’m sure you’ll twist it that way to receive the maximum amount of sympathy for yourself. I did indeed say goodbye, albeit in a hurried way, but I did say bye. It’s not my fault that you have a selective sense of hearing!

The way I look at it is this: if the people I want to talk to aren’t home, why talk to someone that I wasn’t looking to talk to in the first place? It’s not called being rude and imptient on the phone; it’s called using my time efficiently. While it might be true that I have a lot of time on my hands, that does not mean that it doesn’t matter what I do with it!

Yes, I do respect you to a certain extent, but I certainly do not venerate you. And I didn’t hang up on you last week, either. If your only stated reason for calling is “Oh, it’s Friday tomorrow,”" you can bet that I’ll regard that as a waste of my time. And don’t you DARE call me back to lecture me, using a guilt card that has absolutely nothing to do with the issue at hand, either! (“What if Grandma was in the hospital?” Well, if she was, I’d damn well expect you to tell me in the first sentence, and not make small talk!)

How I treat my friends has nothing to do with it! For one thing, my friends actually state a reason why they’re calling, and if they just want to chat, then I’m happy with that. For another, they don’t state one reason to call, then completely twist it into something else. I’m not talking about a conversation that covers many different topics. I’m talking about an ulterior motive and/or a hidden agenda.

I should stop before this gets too long… I could go on for hours about my mother.

(I did this SO much better in my LiveJournal earlier today… with profanity, no less! :eek:)

F_X

I am an angel who went through 5 pages of archive to find this thread to post since I didn’t want to waste a whole thread on my little rant. Damn if that ain’t like having a cooling-off period for buying handguns… I am calmer now than when I set off on this endeavour. However, I am here now and I will see if I can’t squeeze something out anyhow.

Fucking arsemonkey Macromedia!
I install Homesite having reformatted my computer. Fucking arsemonkey macromedia decides “All your Internet Settings Belong to us” and changes something. Having restarted my computer I find that I can only go to one place on the whole motherfucking internet, the MUD I play. No other mud, no telnet no IRC, no web, no ftp no NOTHING. Except this mud. Fucking insane. I attempt to obtain help from the people on my mud, but given the hour the only person with a vaque understanding of computers is my mate from Singapore who is extremely nice, but completely nuts. I imagine he could fix my problems in 30 seconds, but he sure cant explain to me how to.

I disable a load of shit in Homesite, and get back access to my Inet. GF (on the networked computer) proceeds to fall off all night long while Mr Singapore explains that it will work better if I do it in the COMPLETE OPPOSITE way to how I have always done it, always been TOLD to do it by others, and as has always worked.

Macromediashitebastards, I hate what you have done, why start acting like a gobshite all of a sudden?! Give me back my fucking puter you arsemonkey!!!