+1
My husband has coached baseball for 15-19 year olds for decades, and he has some stories about this level of idiocy. His team has good coaches and good drafting strategies, and they pick good kids and develop them; the league has in the past decided that they can’t give the league awards to the kids who deserve them because it wouldn’t be fair to all the other kids.
Eep - I have a suspicious mole on my shoulder, too - not looking forward to having that cut off, either.
Okay, how about, “No complaining about things you chose on local tv and pretending that it’s someone else’s fault when it’s all your own doing?” 
Stupid fucking line at Starbucks made me late for work due to stupid fucking people working there who’ve screwed up four out of my last five orders. And today you gave me a tall instead of my requested venti and now I’m falling asleep at my desk.
Screw you, I’m finding another Starbucks.
Gentlemen, why do you insist on NOT indentifying yourselves when you call? "Hey, Carol. Blah blah blah de blah… "
Uh, who is this???
Oh, ok, I recognize your voice now.
Seriously, is this a thing? A man culture thing I know nothing of? Is it considered girly or something to identify yourself on the phone?
Took my pre-work walk this morning, and didn’t realize until I got back to the house that the battery in my pedometer had died, so it hadn’t counted a single step. That’s 2 1/2 miles of walking that I won’t get credit for when I upload my steps to my company’s WalkingSpree website.
And since it’s 95 degrees out, with a heat advisory warning, talking another walk after work ain’t gonna happen either.
If only the freaking thing would give you a little warning, you know? I looked at it late yesterday to check my step count and everything was fine. Today I look at it at the end of the walk and the step count reads “0” and the low battery indicator is flashing. Why can’t it start flashing the low battery indicator before it goes completely inert?
Grumble, grumble.
I SHARE THIS RANT! (I already ranted about getting some rain earlier). HOUSTON NEEDS THAT WATER!
Also, sorry for your road troubles El Kabong. I don’t drive the beltway or its feeders… but I feel for you. ‘Houston road construction’ is redundant phrase it seems, the word ‘houston road’ carries the same exact meaning.
Starbucks didn’t MAKE you late to work, your choice to patronize a business near minutes before your deadline to work did.
Though I do support your taking your business to another location after such poor service.
I think it’s a corporate retard thing.
Can’t you just jiggle the thing in your hand for a while? Ethically speaking, since you’re just making up for missed credit, I don’t think anyone reasonable would fault you.
Come now, there’s no need to be shy. Tell her how she deserves her own franchise for this egregious failure in customer service!
You know, I always thought the stories about Massachusetts drivers were just state-chauvinist kidding. I drove in Massachusetts for the first time yesterday.
They’re NOT kidding! They. Are. NOT!
Dude, we warned you. 
To everyone reading this thread: when someone complains about Massachusetts drivers, whatever they say, they are not using hyperbole. Yes, they are that bad. Really, they are.
I’m not being shy…? Why would she deserve her own franchise?
You’re from Massachusetts?
Yes.
And you drive?
Yes.
Welcome to the B Ark! All Aboard! We’ll be crash landing on your future home world in just a few short months!
Nah - the actual removal didn’t hurt at all - it’s just the placement is a pain in the ass, literally. Unless you sit (?!) on your shoulder you should be good.
YES. The sales guys at my work pull this shit all.the.time. And my GM looks at me like I’m crazy when I can’t tell which sales goon is calling based on their phone voice (which sounds nothing like a real voice). I’ve just started telling GM that “one of our sales guys” is on the phone and letting him figure it out.
My rant: My cat has fleas. I got some flea stuff from Walgreens and put it on the cat. It stunned the fleas for one day. Now she’s scratching again. The fleas are in the carpet. We’ve put down flea powder–twice. They’re still there. My roommates want to get some Advantage and put it on the cat, but I’m a little leery of trying it so soon because I had a cat die from flea medicine overdose** (never buy Hartz)**. We may have to dose her twice in a month, though, because the fleas are everywhere.
Details on the bolded, please? It’s possible that it wouldn’t be contraindicated to combine them.
PetArmor (Armour?)
I’m mocking your retarded position in the other thread. Presumably if someone deserves a free *meal *for having their reservation canceled because the restaurant was closed for a gas leak, a good business owner would just give someone *the whole damn thing *for making an actual lapse in service.
You know, if you’re going to engage me on behalf of your non-English-speaking elderly mother, someone needs to communicate. And speaking of communicating, if you tell me to come at 9am instead of 10am, you have to tell her that I’ll be there at 9am instead of 10am. And I bloody well told you my rate.
I truly don’t mean this to sound unsupportive, I really hope you find a good new home soon, and maybe it’s because I already had the giggles from another thread, but the thought of the anxiety support group being put next to the clog-dancers is totally cracking me up.
Once again, with feeling;
Me: Hi, thanks for calling XYZ Co, my name is Chimera, may I have your name?
Customer: (using large amounts of profanity but boiling down to) I’ve called five times today and you people keep hanging up on me. You are going to replace my product right now.
Me: Ok, there are a lot of notes from previous calls, give me a minute to get up to speed.
Customer: Fuck you, I don’t need to give you time to read anything, just replace my product right now!
Me: Ma’am, please speak to me in a more professional tone of voice or I will hang up on you.
Customer: I’ll hang up on YOU, BITCH!
Me: <click>
How’s that screaming, swearing and being abusive working out for you?
Did being hung up on SIX times give you the clue that being hung up on five times clearly didn’t?