I just junked my car and I went to unregister it so I can cancel my insurance. I get to car registration place at 3:45. Guess what the place closes at 3:45. So I go up the the window and I ask nicely, “Can you just help me out? I know you guys are closing but I just need to unregister my car.”
The lady says, “Is the door locked?”
I say, “Yes.”
She says. “Sorry but you will have to come back tomorrow.”
I get frustrated, smack my license plates on the counter, utter “Shit” under my breath, and walk away in a huff.
My inner monologue starts going on. “Fucking Christ, I can’t believe they close at three fucking forty five. And ‘is the door locked?’ what kind of fucking question it that. It would only take 5 fucking minutes at most and you can’t help what a lazy bitch.” I go on and get a full head of steam going. I am going to start a bit thread about bad customer service and I am going to write and nasty customer service complaint…
This rant is really going in my head now. Finally Captain Logic kicks in. “Hey, dumb ass you do this yourself.” Which I do. I am a cook and if someone shoes up 3 min after I am closed I usually tell them “Sorry, We are closed.”
So today I am opening this thread so we can pit ourselves. We can take a good good look at ourselves and get all the stupid things we do off our chest. Only when we can pit ourselves can we truly be able to pit others.
I will start.
How dare I expect someone to do something that I wouldn’t do. I am not the only one who works long hours. When a business is closed they are closed. Why should I get expect special fucking treatment. I am not the center of the damn universe and the all that see do not need to ow down to me and my whims. There are times when I need to get my head out of my turd filled ass and look around and see that there are other people too who have lives they need to live and how is it my business to fuck with their lives when I would not do the same for someone else. Now who the fuck do I think I am?
I feel better.
I pit myself for being cold towards my mousy classmate. I’ve had lots of people behave exactly that way to me, and it’s pissed me off every time. Why the hell do I think that my classmate won’t notice that behavior from me?
I pit myself for being a terrible worry wart. If I keep it up, I am going to turn into my mother. My life experiences tend towards the extremes: the goods have been mind-blowingly awesome and the bads can be soul-crushing. Currently, I am in a state of exteme limbo. I am trying to take it day to day while waiting for things to break one way or another. I keep trying to “worst case scenario” plan and even that is all convuluted by the limbo circumstances. Last night, the hubby said that such activity is counter-productive at this stage and just breeds negativity. This behavior has never done me any good, but has made me and my loved ones miserable, therefore I suck and need to stop!
I pit myself for being unable to completely shake some of the racist feelings I hold towards black people as a result of growing up the only white face on the block and receiving shit for it. I pit myself because I know it’s not a true representation of them but I find myself hostile towards them anyway. It is also very conflicting because two of my best friends are black, one of whom is my housemate.
I pit myself for talking too much, overly TMI-ing, attention-whoring, and generally being an obnoxious ass. I really need to work on the small part of my brain where thoughts translate into spoken/typed words. One of these days my mouth is going to get me into serious trouble, and I’d rather nip it in the bud. Let’s see, there’s that and also my inability to get a girlfriend. WTF Auto you’re an attractive capable dude, what’s the problem? (see beginning of paragraph?)
I pit myself for not being able to let go of what should be let gone. I’ve rationalized myself into utter stupidity, occasionally believe it, but haven’t been able to break the chain yet.
I pit myself for understanding why I have friends who are religious, understanding their need, and yet still thinking that they are kinda stupid for all the time and energy they vest in something I have no real concept of.
I pit myself for accepting less than I should have over the past 18 years. I gave the best years of my life to a worthless bum. When we met he didn’t have a pot to piss in but I figured I could change him. 18 years later he still doesn’t have a pot to piss in but it doesn’t matter 'cause I’m outta there. I’m doing much better without him. Why oh why did I stay so long?
I pit myself for being in a work situation where absolutely everything our company does is absolutely dependent on my being involved - but then I get bitched at because pretty much everything about everything is “in my head”. When I communicate information to the ‘important’ people so that it’s now out of my head, people blow it off, don’t act on it, and I end up having to iron it out anyways. However, if I delegate anything above monkey work I to someone else, and don’t put it on a piece of paperwork that nobody will bother reading (and I know they won’t because I am continually asked questions that are ANSWERED ON THE MOTHERFUCKING PAPERWORK) I get bitched at because the information is “in my head” when, in fact, it’s now in the head of the person I delegated it to. That actually weakens my position in a “I have your company by the balls and if I leave you’re all looking for work” kind of way but enhances my life in a “maybe I’ll spend less than two hours on the motherfucking phone on my day off” kind of way. Not that it matters, because it’s a very rare guy at that company (besides me and the ‘important’ people) that make it more than a few months.
I need to write a new resume, but I need to find someone to help me write one.
I pit myself for being an overgrown child and one cheap-ass bastard.
It was brought to my attention that I actually throw tantrums, very much like a child. I wanted to punish the person that first brought it up (because I wanted to throw a tantrum)…then somebody *else * brought it to my attention (you bastards!!!) so I had to actually look at it. And goddammit, they’re right!
And I’m cheap. I thought I was frugal, but I am cheap. I will buy inferior goods because I think I save money…even though it costs me more in the long run when those goods wear out or break sooner, plus the fact I have inferior stuff to start with. And don’t even get me started on spending money on somebody else!
Heh. I, on the other hand, pit myself for being an overgrown child and a careless, irresponsible spender. If your name wasn’t spooje (ewww:eek: ), I’d suggest we find some way to swap some genes.
No matter how much money I make - from $3.50/hour as a 15 year old working at Arby’s until now - I always seem to be living from paycheck to paycheck. Money burns a serious hole in my pocket.
Etgaw1, I think you are just like everyone else – not rude or selfish, just selectively unobservant. 99.9% of the population does the exact same thing you just described, and how many of them actually realize what they’re doing?
And today, I shall, like melangell, Pit myself for being a constant worrier, to the point of ridiculousness and obsessive-compulsive behavior. I, too, form “worst-case scenarios” in my head all the time, and thinking in that way does absolutely nothing to help me actually improve situations for myself. Just because my sick cousin hugged me today is no reason for me to wash my hands twice, change my shirt, take some Vitamin C, jump in the shower AND wring my hands for hours in fear of catching her illness. Thinking and believing “I am healthy and I will stay healthy” will be much more effective than sitting around on my scaredy-cat ass and obsessing about it all day.
I pit myself for being so lousy at work lately…and by lately I mean at least a year. I’ve just lost all motivation, and even when I force myself to do something I don’t generate any momentum. I have to force myself to do even the next tiny step. Also, if I’m given something to do that looks like it’s going to be hard, I push it aside and push it aside until it either takes care of itself or else it gets so important it has to be done immediately! The funny thing is, other people still seem to think I’m competent.
I go home every night feeling terrible and vowing that tomorrow I will really pull my weight…and every day I fail again. I would try to fix whatever’s wrong with me, but I really just don’t know what it is. I suck.
Wow you guys are bringing me down. I feel like I am surrounded by a chorus of Eeyores.
This is the pit. This isn’t the place for
Sorry for singling you out jsgoddess but I do the same thing
This is the place for:
“I am such a lazy fucking dick. There are times when I have these grand schemes that will really improve my life and what do I do? Nothing. I make make plans to go on vacations, invent fantastic things that will change the world, take walks in the woods, exercise, clean my apartment… What do I do most of my days off? I sit in front of the computer screen in the nude because I don’t even have enough motivation to get dressed. Then I get mad at myself for doing fucking nothing all day. And I wonder why I don’t have a girlfriend. You have to meet people if you want to date people and I never get out to do anything. You know something? The woman of my fucking dreams is not going to knocking on door one day and ask me out. No I have to get out and do something not just sit around like a pile dog shit collecting mold and flies. Hell I have been doing nothing for so long that I don’t even pray like I used to and how much effort does that take?”
There I feel better. You now that I kicked myself in the ass I feel like I can do something.
“God, you still up there? Haven’t talked to you in a while but I know you are looking over me. Hey thanks for giving me the wisdom to look at myself and give myself a ‘thwack’ in the nuts. I feel better and I am going to work on talking to you more.”
Yes that is how I pray. I think if god is going to be my savior he has to be my freind.
So people really look down into your soul. Find out what you are doing that is stupid or destructive and bitchslap yourself until you have a pissed off power to fix it. Because me I am more likely to make changes if I am pissed off at the establishment.
See now I am pissed. Call me a lazy fucking dick, I will show…me.
So get pissed and make a positive change in your life.
I pit myself for procrastinating to the point of no return at times and just doing a horrible job of managing time. I know what my priorities are but why am I having such a hard time doing what I’m supposed to?
I’m also cheap. And kind of a mooch. A delightful combination.
