What made you the *most* mad today?

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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So… what’s your hurricane recipe? :smiley:

My gripe:

I’m running an infection assay. I infect a set number of cells and after 2 days I stain the cells with a mixure of ferric and ferro cyanide and x-gal. This makes the infected cells turn blue.

I do with this 3 24 well plates. Each well has 40,000 cells that have grown for 3 days, so lets call this 100,000 cells per well now.

100,000x24x3 = 7.2 million.

Yup, I’m spent the last two days with my face glued to a microscope carefully counting each blue cell I see. And the thing is, I’m very slowly moving the plate around as I count, since with the magnification which you need to use to see the cells is high enough you can only view 1/100th of the well at the time… Can you say motion sickness?

Oh yeah, and for the 8th time my pet idiot is doing standard error and has to have me tell him how to do it.

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(Expletives avoided because this has not yet been moved to the Pit)

I got a call from Spirit Airlines. Back in late October, they ran an ad in the papers - book within the next week for any time between December and February, and a flight to Oakland is $79 each way. Never having been to the Bay Area, and since our childrens’ mid-Winter vacation falls within the range of dates the advertised, my wife and I jumped at the opportunity. We have spent the past month and a half planning our trip in minute detail, reserving hotels, etc.

The call tells me they’ve stopped all service to Oakland between early January and mid-May. The offered me tickets to somewhere else or a refund. Sorry, I say, neither of those options are acceptable. Can you book me on another airline? No, they don’t feel like doing that.

This is maddening enough. But at the very least, if there was some reason beyond their control, I’d understand. Why, I asked, are you cancelling all those flights?

“We found that that route isn’t profitable that time of year.”

WTF??? YOU advertised the sale! YOU offered the tickets! YOU solicited early reservations, hoping to lock in a certainty of revenue. You run a business, and you promise something in advance, YOU DELIVER, whether you profit or lose! That’s the risk of trying to lock in the revenue stream early! Suddenly a business is allowed to just ditch a promised delivery because it doesn’t suit their bottom line?

THAT, sirs and madams, made me the most mad today.

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I only get mad maybe once or twice a year. And that’s by a rather loose interpretation of the word “mad.” Next time I do, I’ll be sure to dig this thread up. :slight_smile:

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That’s ok slort You can still post something…

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Mine is from Monday. I’m only just now able to talk about it. :stuck_out_tongue:

My fiancee (we’ll call him Mountain Goat) has two pickup trucks: a work truck (Spot) and a “good” truck (Raider).

Monday he lets his son take Raider to High School so that Son has a way to get home after soccer practice. Mountain Goat has a city truck to take to work.

Enter my daughter’s “gummy-worms-for-brains” boyfriend, currently between jobs. He and his brain-damaged friend have found some work to do for said friend’s Grandpa waaaaaaaaaay out in the country (about 30 miles). Boyfriend wants to borrow Spot to go out to Grandpa.

Mountain Goat says OK. Boys leave. About 20 minutes later I get a call from Boyfriend.

“We have a problem.”
“what?”
“Spot blew up.”
“WHAT???”
“There’s oil everywhere under the hood.”
“Where are you?”
“Scoobyville.”
“where’s Spot?”
“On the side of the Interstate”

Interject: Spot is full of tools. Not just the kind of wrenches & sockets that you can buy at Sears, altho probably a good $1k worth. Mountain Goat, being a very clever mechanic and welder, has been making homemade gadgets for himself for about … twenty years? And they’re all in Spot. ON THE SIDE OF THE DANG INNNNNERSTATE. Twenty Smurfin’ miles out.

Meantime, Grandpa is on his way from the Outer Limits to pick up the brainless wonders. I go to MG’s workplace, realizing this is NOT the thing to tell him over the phone.

“hey. uhhh … Spot broke down”
“huh? where is he?”
“uh… side of the road”
“Where’s Boyfriend?”
“uh… scoobyville.”
“HE DIDN’T STAY WITH THE TRUCK???”
“Uhhhhhhh… no”
“GHIT”

So MG clocks out. Now, there is no way in h*ll we can afford a wrecker. This means we have to rescue Spot ourselves. This calls for the big tractor-hauling trailer, and Raider.

Off to the Hi School. We ask for Son. Well, he’s not back from Vo-Tech yet. We decide to leave him a note ~ “hey ! take the bus home!” ~ and get Raider with the extra key. Run home, hook up the trailer, air up a tire, and we’re off.

Almost there, looking for poor Spot, imagining rods hanging out of the engine, dodging that accursed traffic… I believe you could have lit a match on MG ~ we get a phone call from Boyfriend. “well we towed Spot up the road to the gas station”. At least we won’t be on the side of the Interstate, whew. “where’s the key?” “oh ~ I got it.” “WHERE are You?” “uh… Grandpa”.

!!! I almost went Ape-Shit, right then and there. Luckily for us (and Boyfriend) we had a spare key in Raider. Got there, no oil, no rods hanging out … hmmm… Diagnosis? Fuel pump out. So, Spot won’t crank, even with pouring gas in the carb. We have to use the “come-along” to ratchet Spot up in the trailer. That was fun. Not.

Long story short, we went the back way home, took us an hour, with the trailer pushing Raider most of the way. We both lost 4 hours of work, sheesh, just what our pocketbooks needed. Son was late for soccer practice.

Boyfriend lived thru it as well…

Lobsang, was that good enuf for ya? :smiley:

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Hm. Fair enough. If I were the kind of person who got mad a lot, I’d probably have lost it when the guy at Burger King dumped Coke all over my sleave and hand. Instead, I just sighed and thanked him before leaving.

Should’ve called him a felch head and threw a chair through his window. I need more practice at this sort of thing. :slight_smile:

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Well, the thing that’s making me mad today is my car blowing its clutch cable. I’m waiting for the call back from the tranny shop; they figure it will be about a $400 fix. This three weeks after the $250 radiator replacement on said car. On the plus side, I will be very grateful if they can fix it before Christmas.

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Woman walks into triage clutching her huge belly, complaining of pain, I check her, she’s dilated to 9 and 90% effaced. I call the MD on call and she asks to be paged when this woman is pushing. I page her 10 minutes later while woman pushes and Dr. MW walks in and tells woman to push. Woman pushes 2 or 3 times and Dr. MW sits in a chair across the room saying “If you’re not going to TRY, I’m going to go change for my next c-section” She tells me to page her when this woman “gets serious about having this baby”. Two minutes later,. I call out for Dr. MW and I deliver the baby. 3 minutes later, Dr. MW walks in and grunts “Humph”. I got everything cleaned up and got out of the room before tears of anger and frustration burst forth.
TRY? Get Serious?! This woman delivered without her regular doctor and Dr. MW was not kind, compassionate or even polite.
My incident report was bare facts—I called, I informed her the patient was in active labor, Dr. MW viewed the patient and she chose to leave the room and missed the delivery.

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Cyn, that’s awful!

It’s just been a constant irritating drag of a day. I’ve finally decided to potty train Primafloret the Younger and that’s led to an outburst of Primafloret the Elder OCD. It’s sucky enough toilet training without having him having a nervous breakdown in the background. Sheez, his brother’s body’s not gonna produce anything which soap and water can’t see to!

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That reminds me of the time when I saw one of my English 10 classmates clipping his toenails in class… :eek: The teacher did call him on it, though… yuck.

The thing that most made me mad happened yesterday. I was mad at myself because I realized I’d inadvertently thrown away my 2003 bus pass. :mad: It was in the same-colored, same-weighted envelope that I normally associate with something else I get that I don’t really need to look at. So my “notice of deposit” came a week early, I thought… not too bad. I didn’t realize what I’d really dome till yesterday, when of course it was far too late to get it back. Sigh…

F_X

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I’m in the middle of fighting with one of my best friends. I made the mistake of commenting that I didnt agree with the way he’s treating his good friend/f*ck buddy. By getting involved, I opened myself up to a world of misery.

It’s one of those IM’s where you’re just so mad, you’re screaming at the computer, and sobbing at the same time.

I hate fighting with people I love. It makes me very sad.

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Here’s my annoyance of the day…

The work schedule has been up for a week of what we were supposed to work. I’m supposed to work Saturday which is cool, I don’t have to be there till 4:30 which means I’ll have time to finish Christmas shopping because we are celebrating the next day (Dad’s working over Christmas so we get an early one)… so I go in today and I am asked if I saw the changes made to my schedule. I say no and they tell me to go look… well now I have to be there from 11am to 8 pm… meaning I work the whole time I would have been finishing Christmas shopping.

I had it all planned out where I was going to go. I know what I want to get and for who and the best places to get them, in a varied area of the city (Northwest and Southside, I work in the North) I don’t have a vehicle. I was planning to get up early to get to the first mall after it opens then skip over to the other and loop back to my work to be on time. Now that is impossible. I have to be at work an hour after the malls open, meaning I don’t even have the time to loop to the first mall and back to work as I take the bus. The bus alone will take me the hour the malls open to the time I have to be at work, and I’d probably still be late.

This ruined all my shopping plans. I had it laid out, what bus to catch, what store to go to, what was in my budget even!! Now I have to do a major rush of shopping at the mall I work at during my break and after I get off. 2 hours of mad shopping, not even near the places I have to go to pick these things up as they are not sold at any store in the mall I work at. So instead of well thought out gifts they are probably going to get stuff that will be nice, but not what I wanted to get them and will probably mess up my budget which is fairly strict.

#@%&#&%##^%$#@!

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I had a pretty good day today. I slept in late, got free candy and free money, and the Web Mail on our web sever mysteriously started working.

I did get pissed once today. A couple days ago, I took a computer back to a classroom in the middle school. When I hooked it up, the video didn’t work. It had worked minutes earlier in the repair room, so i decided the monitor was bad.

Today, l lugged another monitor out of the high school, across the contruction mudpit, into the middle school, and into the classroom. I hooked it up and it didn’t work.

I was pissed, I had carried this thing all this way for nothing and the video card in the computer seemed to be hosed again. When I unhooked the computer to haul back to the high school once again, i noticed that one fo the keyboard pins was bent. On a whim I tried to boot the computer w/o the keyboard. I worked! A damaed keyboard pin causing the video not to come on, thats a new on for me. Anyway it turned out ok. I would have been superpissed if I had to take that computer and monitor back across the mudpit.

THere is one other off pissing issue at work, but just talking about it pisses me off so won’t.

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Hmm, that post must set a new record for typos. I really need to start composing these things in Word.

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I very foolishly got angry because a man stole the parking spot that I was (obviously) angling towards. When I say obviously, I mean that he had to park crookedly in order to get around me. When I say foolishly, I mean, well, did it really change the quality of my life?

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What made me mad today: the NHS is so underfunded that we can only afford to have one High Dependancy ambulance for non-emergency journeys for the whole of Berkshire on weekends. As a result I wasn’t able to get my crew out in time to get a terminally ill patient home this afternoon and he died in hospital rather than at home.

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I’m having a pretty quiet day, overall, but the thing that came closest to making me angry was the discovery, while I was cleaning, that the cat puked in an out-of-the-way corner quite a long time ago.

Yuck.

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Well I waited 20 minutes for a taxi again. (ordered well in advance of course, like the first one) No prises for guessing why I am soaking wet and late home.

(Note to self - buy one of those fog-horn in a can things, and some drawing pins)

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Keep forgetting I am on an international board. Drawing Pin = Thumb-tack (I think)

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And now I have that unshakeable cough I get when I overdo it.
You see being MAD, I forgot to be an unhealthy lazy slob, and rode my bike all the way home, including up the hill that I have never done in one go before.