Random Bitching

[LadyShea]

If you want to bitch, go for it.

Ya know how when you don't like someone, anything they do, even if it's a nice gesture, irritates you? I feel like that today, and wanted to bitch about it.

ETA: It's not even just cuz I don't like the person I just realized, it's because the nice gesture is stupid, and I can't call it stupid because it was a nice gesture. Like have you ever gotten an unnecessarily expensive or extravagant gift, that fulfilled no desire or need for you, but made the giver feel special just because it was expensive or extravagant? More like that.

I don't even own a gun, let alone many guns that would necessitate an entire rack. Why would you buy me a gun rack? ~Wayne

[Megatron]

Dammit, I feel like bitching. You made a thread for random bitching and haven't even done any bitching in it. I clicked on this wanting to see some bitching! Why would you make a thread about bitching and not bitch in it? Huh? :soapbox:

:hug:

[Dingfod]

My inlaws have sent me lots of gifts over the years, mainly for Xmas. The worst one was a Disney Tasmanian Devil armchair TV remote caddy. WTF were they thinking? I cannot think of anything extravagant that anyone has ever given me. Can I bitch about that?

[Qingdai]

I asked my mom not to get me anything for my birthday, so she bought me a hand towel.
She wants more handtowels at our house, or our 10 aren't good enough for her.
Sheesh.
Then she's going to ask to borrow the amount of money + she spent on said hand towel within a week.
I'd like my birthday gift to be my mother to live within her means.
Apparently too much to ask.
How's that? Bitchy enough?

[Shelli]

I have to work a whole half a day tomorrow before I'll be freed and can go VROOM'in. The injustice of it all! :rant:

Sorreh, it's all I got at the moment. :shrug:

[yellowfin43]

The only time my phone rings is when I'm busy doing something else like cleaning the house or watching a good movie or maybe even talking to someone else on the phone. I could literally go 2 days without a single ring sometimes but the minute my toes hit the warm bubbly bath water my fucking phone rings. I feel alittle better already. Thanks.

[viscousmemories]

I found this astonishingly inexpensive RAM so I ordered it. Wrong stuff. Now I have to pay to ship it back and suffer a 15% "restocking fee" because they labeled their product so poorly. Here's the product page. (http://www.zipzoomfly.com/jsp/ProductDetail.jsp?ProductCode=10010272&prodlist=celebros) Keeping in mind that the image says "for display purposes only", do you see any indication that the item for sale is two 2Gb DIMMs rather than one 4Gb DIMM?

There is exactly ONE indication: The word "kit" in the item description. Not the item description on the top of the page, but the one above the detailed description.

[Megatron]

Oh damn, that blows dude.

[viscousmemories]

The money is fairly insignificant to me, but the principle burns me up. I have to wonder if collecting revenue in the form of restocking fees isn't part of their business model. Well, that and having to come to terms with the fact that the RAM I thought I could get for $130 is really $700.

[Watser?]

The only time my phone rings is when I'm busy doing something else like cleaning the house or watching a good movie or maybe even talking to someone else on the phone. I could literally go 2 days without a single ring sometimes but the minute my toes hit the warm bubbly bath water my fucking phone rings. I feel alittle better already. Thanks.

I have the same problem.

Also when I am half watching tv and loud commercials come on I am invariably nowhere near the remote. :mutter:

[Smilin]

I had to go to court yesterday for the rapists fucktard preliminary trial over the incident that happened several months ago.

I won't go into details out of respect for my daughter, and I'm not sure if I can legally talk about it openly yet.

[Demimonde]

Ditsy flake of a professor, who can't manage to bring her slides/lecture notes half the time and then posts gobbledygook mangled script in place of a study guide on the website, gave us a test today. Despite the fact that the unit was on the spread of Christianity and the Muslim faith in the Post Classic period, (In fact that was the FREAKING TITLE OF THE UNIT,[which SHE named!]) and the fact that all she emphasized in class was the role of religion, all of the twenty question test covered bullshit minutia and economic/political crap. And when you ask how a dynasty "governed" don't freaking take off half because I didn't talk about philosophy of the period. If you want info on that, fucking ask the right question. It's not my fault you can't write a fucking test.

And by the fucking way, I am an English major and your whole "expectations" in writing are bullshit. Stop trying to get me to write an essay that resembles a highschool standardized test sample, and grade on the CONTENT of the freaking essay as it pertains to history. I don't care if your simple mind wants me to organize my essay on whatever the ouija board told you was good this week, this isn't an english course. It's a fucking history course and a survey one at that. Why the fuck am I supposed to write three times as much for you as my upper level english courses? Why do you give me a B on a paper, and then when I organize it the way you ASKED on the next, are you telling me to organize it the way I did before? And give me less credit? I suspect it is because you are a moron who has no business teaching this class.

Holding your students to impossible expectations while loosing/fucking up half your material makes you look like a dumb bitch. An unprofessional dumb bitch. And your grading system sucks, you never assign the same weight or points the same way twice, I feel like I'm playing Calvin ball over here!

* Demimonde can't wait to do an evaluation on this prof, and warn all comers to avoid it like the plauge.

[Waluigi]

I bought caramel corn when I was out for lunch today, and now I can't stop eating it. I'm going to spoil my dinner.

I know it sounds like I'm gloating, but I'm actually bitching. I'll try to be more bitchy next time.

[lisarea]

It's snowing like a parade of motherfuckers outside, so I just walked down to the liquor store to get some beer so I can at least be all beery for this, but I forgot to put my hood up, so not only did my head become full of snow, but the hood was just hanging there behind me and it also became all full of snow.

Also, I wore my one Doc Martens because they are the most waterproof of my boots, but for some reason, the left one always pulls down my sock all the way to the toes so it gets all bunched up in the arch of my foot.

I am enraged.

Enraged, you hear me.

[LadyShea]

Is it seriously snowy? I cannot even imagine anymore

It's in the 70's and a bit breezy here.

[lisarea]

Five to twelve inches today, they say. Plus it's supposed to snow through tomorrow too.

Oh. And you'll like this, Shea:

I was just changing around the channels and I saw those horrible What's Not To Wear people, and they made this lady take off her shoes and throw them away right then and there because they were such egregious shoes.

And you know what they were, don't you?

They were my exact shoes that you made fun of. That's what.

[LadyShea]

Damn, woman. You hold a grudge for a long time.

Actually I used to wear Jan Brady's until they were falling off my feet, and my best friend at the time made tons of fun of me and made me throw them away one time. I also wear a pair of 2.00 flip flops that I literally glued instead of replaced, like yesterday.

So really, my making fun of your shoes should have made zero impact.

BTW, is your mom alive? If so, doesn't she do anything to bitch about?

[Ymir's blood]

Also, I wore my one Doc Martens

Just the one? I'd think that would make it hard to walk in a straight line.

[Dingfod]

It was with both feet.

[lisarea]

Damn, woman. You hold a grudge for a long time.

You're trying to make me talk about those Ashley Taylor brand underpants, aren't you?

I'm not taking the bait, lady.

BTW, is your mom alive? If so, doesn't she do anything to bitch about?

Today, my mom sent me some "Jonathan Livingston Seagull" yarn, which is, and I quote, "a very special yarn based on the very special thoughts expressed in JONATHAN LIVINGSTON SEAGULL."

I am not lying.

I am also not complaining, but that is my mom story for today.

[Tanda]

I had to beg my Mom to come to Brett's funeral and even then she didn't get there until later that night when everyone had gone. Then she had a "panic attack" at the cemetary and thought she was going to need to go to the fucking hospital. I had to listen to her whine on the phone about how much it hurt her that he had gotten so sick and she couldn't handle his death. I couldn't even talk about how much it was hurting me because she kept the conversation about her and her precious feelings.

So, on the day that I buried my firstborn son I was trying to comfort MY Mom instead of the other way around. How fucking selfish do you get. Srsly. Now I gotta act like everything is okay when really I'm perpetually pissed that neither one of my parents were there when I really needed them to be. I didn't so much as get a card or call from my Dad.

Sometimes it gets really old pretending just to keep the peace.

Thank you. That is all.

[livius drusus]

Hey, Tanda's mom. Suck my balls. :fuckyou:

[Dingfod]

:yeahthat:

[lisarea]

Your parents don't deserve you, Tanda.

[Qingdai]

Perhaps your mom, Tanda, and my mom should get together and go to hell together.

I can completely see my mom doing something like that.

[Ymir's blood]

I know my parents didn't deserve me.

[Dingfod]

I'm going to bitch about a bitch now. The bitch has got to go.

For years now I've been blaming the occasional wet spots appearing in the carpet and general urine-like odors on possible leaking sewer pipes, which I blamed on the cracked slab and settling foundation. I have torn holes in walls in this house trying to find the leaks. I moved the freezer out into the garage because I suspected it to be the source. Then we replaced the washing machine even after putting a plastic pan under it in case it was leaking and water was migrating along the baseboards out into the den under the pad, waiting for someone to step on it. Last year, the water heater gave way, ruining the carpet enough for us to get it replaced by homeowners insurance. I was absolutely sure then that would end the problem. It was not to be.

Perplexed, I basically gave up, I quit maintaining the house, I quit caring about it, I quit inviting anyone over because it embarrasses me. Then, a little while ago, I caught Peaches the Queen of Rancho Pobrecito squatting and wetting the carpet in one of the frequently wetted areas. Yes, I believe now the old bitch is senile. It's not that she is incontinent or doesn't know how to use the doggie door we installed. She's forgotten all her house training. I now believe she can no longer be kept indoors. She cannot live outdoors either, the summer will kill her, she's lived indoors all her life.

I don't know that to do now. I know what I would do, but this isn't up to me. But, she's got to go one way or the other. I'm sick and tired of cleaning up after her. It's a several times a day chore. And even then, there are areas in here, with one year old carpet, that smell like a damn dog kennel. I can't stand it any more.

[SharonDee]

So I dared to toot my own horn about my philanthropy. There was an obviously down-on-his-luck guy at the mall doors as I left and he gave me a sob story about needing bus fare. So I gave him three bucks and he said, "God bless you, dear!"

"That's nice but I'm an atheist."

"Well, bless you, anyway. You're still doing God's work by helping me out."

I let that go and continued on to my car. Then I started feeling guilty that I only gave him three dollars. So I drove up to the mall entrance and demanded my three dollars back--"I need it for the snack machines tomorrow"--and replaced them with a $20 bill.

Shocked at this new amount he again said, "God bless you, sister. You surely have a place in heaven waiting for you."

I reminded him that I was an atheist. "Just remember that I did this because it was the right thing to do."

He quickly agreed. "Yes, you are not doing it for a reward in the afterlife. You did this out of the goodness of your heart."

As I went back to my car I heard him say, "By your actions, you're more Christian than some who call themselves Christian."

Grr! I couldn't decide if I was angrier at him for not realizing this was not a compliment; or angrier at myself for giving a damn.

[LadyShea]

Tanda I love you, you're like my hero. Your mom sucks.

And dig on the Christian we have here....damn Sharon when did you get saved?

[Tanda]

:hug:

[viscousmemories]

*charity story*
YouTube - Extras Clip

[SharonDee]

And dig on the Christian we have here....damn Sharon when did you get saved?

:glare: