Say what you hate!

Actually, let’s make it say what you strongly dislike. I want to keep this out of The Pit.

I hate…I mean strongly dislike

consumerism
and a bunch of other stuff that I just can’t think of right now
come to think of it, I strongly dislike it when I can’t think of stuff that I’m trying to think of.

oh, and lettuce on tacos. That’s just plain disgusting (conflicting textures).

School.

Waking up.

Living. :frowning:

Oh…and Jello.

seafood

being single

living in Kentucky when all my stuff is in Ohio

Not having a working van.
Toddlers who stay up late.
Not getting sleep.
Hearing about election crap.
Hearing about city council crap.
Trying to lose weight.

Rude Customers. It’s CHRISTMAS, so the store is going to be a little buisier than normal, and you might actually have to gasp WAIT.

Stuck-up homeowners’ associations.

Those little “feel-good” holiday poems/stories every freaking person I know has been sending to me via email lately.

String bean casserole :eek: .

Catty girls.
My friend Allison’s boyfriend.
Final exams.
Not getting a letter/e-mail when I expect it.
Communal bathrooms.
Having to clean out the floor sweeper.

((((((((((Welfy)))))))))))

Bananas

Spiders

Flashing, blinking, twirling, just plain distracting banner ads. No, goddamn it, I don’t want to punch the damn monkey!!

Deceptive ad’s made up to look like Windows prompts.

Java-enabled, Netscape crashing, bandwidth eating pop-up ads. Fuck you Geocities.

Porn sites with scripts that prompt search engine results no matter what your looking for. “We offer the best hardcore *piston engine photos on the web!!”. Fuck you!!

The thought that I may have to have my hard drive replaced. Soon.

Being broke.

My cat.

Rush Limbaugh.

Window-rattling bass booming from the car driving past my house, at 7 am on Saturday morning.

Window-rattling bass, period.

Bad hair days.

Pickles on hamburgers.

Teletubbies.

Those freaking electronic dogs.

That One Red Cube commercial with the closeup of the couple making out.

[sub]There’s more, but it’s late, and I’ve got to sleep eventually.[/sub]

Dieting on the holidays.
A messy apartment.
Cleaning up cat puke at 5AM.
Putting animals to sleep.
Not being able to sleep through the night.
Working on weekends.
Being single.
Not having enough hot water to fill the tub.

Michi

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens …

No, wait, that’s not right …

The lack of a rewarding sex life?

Going to the store, with a list, and STILL forgetting something important.

All of the above. Plus my History of American Journalism class, which had so much potential but was ruined by the instructor.

The DPO

Psychological Torture

Bagels

Fawning

The DPO

People on the other end of the phone who say, “you sound tired”, or “you sound sad”, when all I’ve said so far is “Hello”.

The way McDonald’s employees dump pounds of salt all over the food.

That Discover card commercial set in the ER.

Liver.

Those skeletal reindeer, draped with lights, that people are putting in their yards as Xmas decs.

IOW, nothing important.

BTW, I LIKE lettuce on my tacos.

  • Getting appropriations for 20.000$ routers without problems, but having to fight every step of the way to get the 50$ cables. (“Have you checked alternate suppliers ? Can’t we build such cables ourselves ?”)

  • Travelling to some of Germany’s greatest cities and then spend days and nights in windowless, noisy, airconditioned computer rooms.

  • Filling out the paperwork for business travel.

  • Arguing over said paperwork with some accounting number-butt who apparently considers this sort of travel a perk of some sort. Yes, I had breakfast from room service. That’s because I got up at friggin’ two in the morning! Sorry if that doesn’t jibe with your accounting templates.

Why yes, I just returned from a business trip, how did you guess ?

  • Project leaders who fail to understand that giving one project a high priority means giving another a lower priority.

  • Mentos commercials.

  • Mentos commercials dubbed in German.

  • Heck, any German commercial ever made.

  • That I hurt my ex so breaking up. I really like her and now I can hardly talk to her for fear of making things worse.

I guess that’s it for now, but give me a little time and I’ll come up with some more.

Spiny

You forgot to say, and a mere hour’s drive from Tracy, but oh, so far away!

I hate it when people forget to say that. :slight_smile:

Merchandising,
um,
and when you bite into a chicken nugget and get that un-chewable piece of tendon.

punk snot dead,
broccoli!

Rap Music
Any kind of peppers
My job
Not having a woman in my life.
and a whole bunch of other stuff.

But what I absolutely despise (sp?) is women who like to play head games. IE: advertise on a dating website for a man and then tell you they don’t date.

<sigh> the list goes on… :frowning:

I strongly dislike;

Broccoli. It’s Nasty and foul smelling.
Rude Customer and salespeople. I suppose rude people in general.
Bootie music.
Old Navy Commercials.
Paying for porn.
Being sick.
Gravity (damn you gravity!)
getting full on beer and not being able to drink more.
Long lines.
Expensive beer at shows.
Saturday nights in Ybor city.
Cats.
Dirty fish tanks.
Wealthy People.
Being Unwealthy.
Flying.
Driving.
Sailing.
Walking.
Moving.
People who skip.
Carebears. (I really hate carebears!!!)
And for the record Teddy Ruxpin is NOT my friend and Glowey isn’t either!