I pit my car’s tires for costing about $120 EACH. If I had known the tires were so expensive I might have bought a different car. Also, changing the headlights is simple - if you have hands the size of a little girl’s. I, being a tall dude, do not have such hands. And who the hell puts the battery underneath the sway bar?
I learned German in high school, a little more in college. That is, I just looked it up in one of the BabbleFish translators and found that “Schaden” does in fact mean “damage”. “Schade”, however - probably what I was thinking of - means “a pity”.
Oh, and I’ve got an easy one to Pit: telemarketers. Damn it, I’m even more irritated because I know that you’re probably not evil people - well, except for choosing to dwell in the abyss into which you’ve sunken. Individually, you may even think that the charity you’re soliciting for is a fine one, that the company you’re hawking sells an honorable - or a least innocent - product. But Knock It Off, DAMMIT! There’s just too many of You, and only one of me. I want my telephone back. I want my time back. And I want to be able to stop being rude to people, even Satan’s milt. But I feel that you give me no choice. I. Don’t. Have. Time. to. Talk. To. You. Goodbye!
New computer. Shiny.
But oooooooh. All bookmarks gone. All music gone. All games gone. Installing WoW. I predict I will be patching for most of the weekend. Not to mention if I want to get any of my steam games back.
I’ll be buying a USB drive to get some stuff of my old PC. If anyone has links to a good and easy way to transfer music from iTunes on one PC to iTunes on another, I’m all ears.
And DAMN Vista and it’s always asking if I’m sure I want to do this action or that. Yes. I am!
United Airlines…the flight is delayed/cancelled because of ‘weather’ you are on your own. We’ll get you out tomorrow. No compensation for motel room/food. Oh you have a connecting flight going half way around the world. Tough shit. See ya…bub bye.
My Documents/My Music/iTunes Library/iTunes Music/
That’s where your music is at. Sounds like you could just string a twined TCP/IP network cable between your computers and transfer all your stuff (well, except the Steam games, you’re pretty much screwed there) between your comps. Alternatively just remove your HDD from the old computer and set it up as a slave in your new one.
I pit those shitty poisonous people you have stuck in the periphery of your life, that no matter how much you IGNORE them and have nothing to do with them, they just won’t FUCK OFF!!! Those that spread rumours, and, when you confront them, they lie to your fucking face. I honestly can’t comprehend that there are people in the world that get pleasure out of making someone sad.
In particular I want to pit a certain lying, poisonous, fat, cunt of a girl, who i hope actually dies, painfully, for speaking such utter SHIT about me and my SO that could ruin my life, and my relationship with the people I hold dear.
And you know what, I never feel like this, i think i’m a pretty good, nice, decent human being. I’m quite scared of the rage I have about this person. What is worse. She lives in a flat, across the street from me! FUCKING AWESOME!!! And I ran into her TWICE today in the course of an hour! AAAAAAArrrrrrrrggghhhhh!!!
Hmmmm… i think i may be playing into her hands, i need to rise above, and just let it go… I’ll defintely give it a go.
Thanks for reading! I do feel slightly better.
i hate all those stupid people making stupid montages on stupid youtube.
i do not want to watch “the last unicorn” stills set to a song by celine dion.
i do not want to watch it set to anything by linkin park.
i do not want to watch it set to some lame-ass country song about horses, or whatever the hell lame and pseudo-meaningful song you set it too.
i just want to watch the damn movie.
just because it has a lot of images of a unicorn standing on a cliff, looking out over the landscape with her deep and meaningful unicorn eyes, this does not mean you can improve upon a classic by scoring it to your own personal lame-o soundtrack.
you had better be SO GLAD i am not a unicorn, because if i was, and if i caught wind of you putting your hokey douchebag whine-a-long songs along with MY movie, i would use my super unicorn skills to hunt you down and then ram you through with my horn.
miffed,
yams!!
I pit the unhelpful clerk in the cookware store who wouldn’t tell me if they had any very high-temperature spoons. I’m sure the answer was “no” but I was buying items already, so it’s not like she was losing a sale if she said that. I said I wanted something extremely high-temperature, and when I turned down silicone, she looked disbelieving and asked what I was cooking that needed something that heat-resistant. That is not the issue. I wanted a nice firm-edged spoon, something that would not scratch a non-stick pan, and wasn’t wood since I wanted it to be fire-resistant (grill use) and able to be sanitized (cheesemaking, brewing). Christ on a pogo stick, I’d like to pare down some of the bundle of utensils I have in my kitchen (overflowing my utensil crock) and if I could get a good multitasker I’d be a happy woman. I said “never mind” and bought what I had. I’m just glad I opted against getting a new chef’s knife there, so I spent only about $20 instead of another hundred and change on top of that.
Oh yeah - if it was my accent (vacationing in New England atm), yes I’m obviously not from around here, but you’re in the wrong location if you have something against tourists. Get out of the shop in the tourist part of town if that’s your issue.
This would be worthy of its own thread if I wasn’t so far removed from the people involved. Today, my nephew and his girlfriend had to hurry down to San Jacinto because her cousin died. What she told me the other day was that her 18 y.o. diabetic cousin failed to watch his numbers and slipped into a coma and died. She found when she arrived that he was out with two friends who failed to call 911 when he started complaining about feeling ill and instead advised him to sleep it off.
Fucking morons. I just don’t know what else to say to that.
Two rants in order of importance:
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Fuck you, Friend Who Lost His GF. You were the co-dependent moron who drove her off, yet blames all of your issues on girls who cheated on you, without seeing your own problems. Gee, you built your life around this girl, clearly driving her to need time away from you, to the extent of vanishing from your buddies’ lives socially, and now you’re a wreck. I sympathize, but emailing us three times a day and saying how you’re going to visit her at work to “patch things up” and how you’re so anxious being alone after FOUR DAYS does not increase my affection for you. You had a giant pity party after your last GF left apparently, even though she cheated on you too and her kid didn’t like you, but now you’re going to sit around the house and mope to “let it heal”. Moron. At least you’re not as Whipped as my other friend, Bruce (whole new rant on him, but my bile ducts need to recharge).
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Fuck you, Bioshock.
I wanted to play this game. I was looking forward to it, and decided to buy it so I could play it over the Labor Day weekend even though rent was coming up and money was tightish without dipping into savings (which I hate to do). So I buy it, and install it…then find out my virus protection hates it. After talking to a TS guy on the phone whose Australian (I think) accent is so strong I swear he’s eating a bagel while talking to me I update my virus still, re-install and all is good. Now it plays all the credit graphics, then tells me it has encountered an error and needs to shut down. I sen them an email telling them this, and they tell me to send them some computer config info. Did that. They write back telling me to update to get past the problem I already fixed. Another call with a marble-mouthed Aussie. Another email asking for the info I already gave them info.
Just tell me what’s wrong, and if I should just refund the damn game. It may get fixed or it may not, but this runaround (with no new emails since Friday) is damned annoying.
If disabling your antivirus program, and any other program you have running, doesn’t work, try going to http://www.canyourunit.com/ and see if your system meets the requirements.
Anyway, fuck that game. The enemies have no logic. You clear out an area that leads to a dead-end, and enemies just magically appear behind you as you try to advance. Makes playing on Hard mode just that much harder.
I pit my husband’s workplace. Are you happy, fuckers? You broke him. He hasn’t been out of the house in a month, even the thought of you sends him careening into an all-out panic attack, and when I dragged him with me to Walmart last Friday ('cause, you know, he hasn’t been outside the house in a MONTH and I thought he needed airing) he spent half an hour fighting off a panic attack only to have it engulf him when he ran into a co-worker who stopped to make small talk. 10 minutes of me and the co-worker trying to calm down a fully grown man in tears and gasping for air next to the dollar DVD bin.
He’s now on unpaid time off because you ratfucking sons of whores refused to grant him stress leave when he asked for it, the doctors won’t help, bills aren’t being paid, we have no savings, we might lose the house…damn you. You fucking shitfucking bastards. The man has spent time in active combat, for god’s sake, but after six years you finally fucking managed to do what the communists couldn’t. You fucking broke him. Congratu-fucking-lations.
Good god, Marlitharn that’s horrible! Do you want to borrow my steel-toed boots? They’re good for crotch kicking. Just in case you want to visit your husband’s bosses, yanno.
Dear piece-of-shit-pig-fucking-bastard who stole my wallet,
Fuck you. Fuck. you. Fuck you. Just…it was on my fucking desk. Why would you do that? Why would you put me through this? You didn’t get anything from it. All the cards were canceled prior to activity, everything was reported stolen, there’s a fraud alert on my credit report. You gained nothing from this and I’ve lost a week of my life.
So fuck you.
Yeah I say FUCK BIOSHOCK too. It may be a unique looking game, but the demo won’t even run on my PC. Gives me an error message about not being installed properly. Silly me, I’d already deleted the 1.whatever gigabyte install file, and I’m not going to bother redownloading it.
I’ve played dozens of games on my PC, none have shut me out like this stupid demo has. My system is lean and mean, no unnecessary programs or services running. I think it’s not running because it wanted to talk to the Internet during the install and I didn’t let it. Well too fucking bad.
To whoever is/was in charge of designing the customer service area at the local Ford place:
You are a moron. What sense does it make to put the customer service desk IN the freaking work area? Did you realize how freaking LOUD those impact guns are? Did you realize that some of us find that noise physically painful? How am I supposed to talk to your CS managers if every other word is drowned out by a loud whirr?
I’d also like to pit the customer service guys at the same place for being rude. When a customer comes up to the desk, you don’t say “I’ll be with you in a minute” and continue typing. You greet them and get to the problem. This minimizes the amount of time one is exposed to the impact gun noise.
The mechanics I do not pit. They’re good guys. Their bosses are the idiots.
MS Virtual Server 2005. The “Compact virtual hard disk” option is misnamed. It should really be called “Use 100% of your CPU for half an hour and achieve absolutely nothing whatsoever”.
Googling around informs me that I was meant to prepare the hard disk for compacting beforehand, by defragging it then filling the empty space with zeros. Since compacting is apparently useless without this preparation, I don’t really see why that couldn’t just make it part of the compaction process. Or, at the very least, they could say “hey, make sure your hard disk is prepared before you waste half an hour going through this bullshit”. But nooooo, apparently “Compact virtual hard disk file to regain unused space” is the only description we need.
I simply don’t have another spare half hour to spare, so I’ve fallen back to my old friend WinZip.
President Bush’s arrival in Sydney last night, which caused my usual 15 minute taxi trip home from the airport (I was flying in from a day in Melbourne) to become an hour’s crawl through the diverted traffic.
My local bank!
Queue so long it goes through the security “air lock” and out the front door yet youze cunts still only have 2 staff members serving proper customers. There’s room for 4 cashiers but youze fuckers are too stingy to hire more staff. Any complaint is met with “We now have 24hr Internet and Phone Banking” which is great if you’re all mod and stuff but for a significant amount of us plebs we still do alot of our dealings in cash and will continue to, so hire some more fucking staff you pack of fucks.
Ahhh that was nice. 
If youve not already sorted it, this link tells you how to do it using your ipod, its really simple… well I managed it anyway!