Shit, Dr. Drake, I’m glad you’re okay! Or, rather, I *hope * you’re okay, as I imagine that having a knife pulled on you can be emotionally jarring, to say the least. Sorry you had to encounter those cunt-droppings.
For what it’s worth, I don’t think you’d be wrong to take solace in the very distinct possibility that, if what you experienced is typical behavior for this dingleberry (and I’m guessing that it is), he’ll be either dead or in prison in a matter of a few short years.
So, obviously, I second your rant. Except, maybe, for that part about you being rude. I don’t know what you said, but your description of “standing-up-for-civilization rude” doesn’t strike me as particularly rude.
Thank you so much for cleaning out the cat box. But did you have to do it at 6:30 AM, which is that critical time when Spencer wants to wake up for the day, but will go back to sleep if he’s not distracted by loud noises and unnecessary cursing?! I mean, come on - the damned thing can wait another ten hours until you get home from work. Then you don’t even have to curse under your breath - you can blaspheme at full volume!
But wait - I forgot. You are physically incapable of performing any sort of household task after work. You’re just so wiped out from your desk job that you couldn’t possibly stand on your feet for an extra ten or fifteen minutes once you come home and take your shoes off. Silly me! And since weekends are sacred (unless you decide there’s a task to complete), I guess 6:30 AM on a Friday is the optimum time for you to perform your household duties. My bad!
This is for the idiot on another board I frequent that constantly refers to himself in the third person when posting. “mblah does this, mblah does that” - dude, you don’t sound edgy and cool - you sound like a fucking idiot. I can’t even stand to read his posts anymore. And that board doesn’t have an ignore feature - at least not that I can find.
You know what? I’m really having some craptacular days lately.
Thanks, Li’l Pluck. It was more jarring than I expected, but it was basically inappropriate adolescent posturing on his part rather than a real threat. Or so I keep telling myself!
Carnivorousplant believes you should not mention things you don’t like on the board, lest some smart ass on the board will begin doing it. That’s what Carnivorousplant thinks.
Someone broke into my nephews’ elementary school and stole electronics, toiletries, and confections that the kids were gathering to send to troops in Iraq. Plus 2 classroom projectors.
Oh good, mini-rants. I was just thinking I needed an outlet for some bitching.
Today, frankly, sucks shit. We got just enough snow last night to make me very nervous on the roads, and to get my motherfucking car stuck when I attempted to park in one of the spaces which the asshat snowplowers had plowed the snow into (and no, there was no other place to park. Aforementioned snowy parking spaces are ALL OF THEM), but not enough for them to cancel work.
So, now my car is parked fucking SIDEWAYS, stuck, and it’s still fucking snowing when it was supposed to taper off around 10. My shoes and the bottom of my jeans are soaked through and cold. And then, just now, I was attempting to straighten my pony-tail holder and IT FUCKING SNAPPED AND BROKE, thwacking me on the back of the head and leaving me with slightly damp, pony-tail-shaped messy hair for the rest of the day.
Dr. Drake, that is horrible! I’m glad you were not physically harmed, and I hope you are feeling better. I would be peeing my pants with fright, but BOILING with rage. And I disagree, it certainly IS your place to lecture and correct people when they don’t have the simplest of societal courtesy or manners. You weren’t polite - but for Pete’s sake why should you be? If no one calls them on it, they won’t ever stop being an hasshat and will go on through the world spreading their vile disease. Maybe it won’t be your single observation that makes them change, but if more of us would speak it out loud, well, it’s possible.
NIP IT - I say. And since this is a mini-rant thread, my mini-rant is that people don’t call out folks often enough for rude behavior. Dr. Drake gets a pass from my rant for not seizing the opportunity because obviously a knife pulled calls all bets off.
Posters, especially in GD, whose OP is nothing more than:
Even worse is when the OP throws down a post like that, then refuses to come back to their own friggin’ thread.
Seriously, if you want to debate something, how about you actually engage in the debate? Otherwise you might as well have just tossed it in the pit or MPSIMS and said “Gee, this bitch is crazy” and left it at that.
You know what pisses me off? My total and complete fucking inability to talk to a complete stranger or even someone I know from a class. When you see a really cute guy that you know you have something in common with, and you spend two hours every week for sixteen weeks with said guy, there are plenty of opportunities to initiate a conversation, right? But NO. There’s always that little voice in my head that tells me “he’ll think you’re weird”. When it’s the beginning of a semester, I’ll make the excuse(s) that “You don’t even know what he’s like/he probably has a girlfriend/there’s no way he’d ever like you/he’ll think you’re a loser”. When it’s the middle to the end of a semester, the voice in my head says “Well, you had your chance, it’s too late now, he’ll think you’re a freak for waiting so long”.
GAHHHHHHHHHH!
New rule, people. No more eating food at the fucking urinal! You are not that busy, fercryingoutloud.
Also, if you are going to decorate the hallway in Christmas lights, find something a little stronger than scotch tape. I do not want to have to fight my way through fucking draperys of lights falling off the walls just to get to my room.
Oh Inner Stickler, please tell me that it’s really only one guy *eating at the urinal * and that it really only happened once! This can’t be a continuing habit of several guys, can it? I know women (me) are from earth and men (you guys) are from some other place, but COME ON!
Sheetz, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but it’s a sunny late-fall day in NC. Why are you playing “Let It Snow”? We do not get this thing you call “snow” except in small amounts in January and February. Do not mock me, piped-in music.
Also Sheetz, if you must play that song, can you play a version where the singer doesn’t sound constipated?
Dude at the next pump: yeah, we all hear your bass-thumpin’ rap. I guess you think that means you’re a baaaaaaad muthafucka. It actually means you’re an idiot who can’t turn your car off for the two minutes it’s going to take to fill up the tank. I guess if you don’t have bass vibrating the empty space inside your head, it’ll cave in.
When I am Queen, those of You who got 5 miles UNDER the speed limit will be taken to the wall and shot at dawn. And turn your goddamned blinker off as you speed it up. That is all.
I’ve been hunting for an apartment for a few weeks…so I’m ready to buy a gun.
There is something very wrong with this. Maybe because I’m in the San Fernando Valley and it is a seller’s market. But dammit, if you list an apartment for rent and put up your phone number and people call that number then YOU MIGHT WANT CONSIDER ANSWERING IT!!!
I don’t know how many numbers I called and listened to the boring greeting and invitation to leave a message and then hearing that the Voice Mail is FULL! You know how many messages have to be in there for it to be full? A LOT!
A lot of them don’t even have the voice mail on. It just rings and rings…
And when I leave a message, speaking slowly in a clear voice leaving my name and phone number, you should really call me back.
I was interested in an apartment on westsiderentals website. I left 6 messages, sent 2 e-mails and dropped by in person. I would call the police and report the manager as a missing person if I knew their name.
